Last week on another morning that Daddy was sleeping in, I was in the boys’ room with all three kids. Alice and Corwin were on the top bunk. I sat down with Charles on the bottom bunk to read him a story. I had a good view of the ladder and figured that Alice would make some noise when she wanted down. While she can climb up the ladder, she cannot climb down yet.
Charles and I are reading, and all of a sudden there is a falling Alice! She falls in a heap on the floor near the base of the ladder. But she doesn’t cry or act distressed. She just picks up the book she was desiring and starts to climb up the ladder again.
The fall didn’t seem to concern her at all. It didn’t even dissuade her from trying it again. I continue to read to Charles, now making much more frequent checks to the ladder area, and after about 3-5 minutes, I see the Alice legs dangling over the edge. I got to her in time, and we left the room then. Evidently she was intentionally lowering herself to minimize the fall.