Dear Connor,
We have a safety gate around your play area, but you've learned how to climb over it. We also have a safety gate at the bottom of our stairs, but you've figured out how to flatten your body so that you can fit underneath it and scoot over from one side to the other. Crap. I foresee a lot more bumps and bruises in your future--and a lot more heart attacks in mine!
Love,
Mom
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