The Concierge

Graham is just tall enough to see out of our windows. He's realized, smart boy, that climbing a chair gives him better views, and, well, that's what he does now, 53 times a day. The cycle goes a little bit like this: Climb (kid) chair. Watch neighbors go to work; watch garbage truck go by; watch construction on next door's porch. Then, generally, he falls/climbs off. He sometimes even moves the chair to a different window, just to make sure nothing exciting is happening from that perspective. Between him and Molly, we have a fine set of watchdogs.