My Monkey

Last week, the boys were outside playing in the backyard while I cleaned up the kitchen. After a few minutes, I glanced out the back window and noticed Brennan was missing.

I walked to the back door and yelled to Aidan, "Aidan! Where's Brennan?"

Aidan looked around and replied, "I don't know."

I felt a slight panic as I yelled, "Brennan?! Brennan!"

Then I heard a little giggle, followed by a rustling in one of our large pine trees.

"I'm up here Momma! Look!"

Brennan had climbed a tree. Not only had he just climbed up a tree, but he climbed pretty high up that tree.

Once Brennan discovered his climbing talent, there was no stopping him. He climbed it again and again, in spite of the sharp pine needles, bug bites and scratches on his skin. I have lost count of the number of times I have glanced up and found Brennan sitting high up in one of the trees in our backyard.

Brennan is our little monkey and he is quite proud of his climbing prowess. Neither of his brothers will attempt the feat. I think he likes it best that way.