Perch

The back of the chair that's, due to the Christmas tree, presently (and temporarily) in front of one of the den windows has become Freddie's favorite spot to sit. It makes me a nervous wreck, because one misjudged distance, and he can fall right off the side of the chair. I have, however, taken some consolation in the fact that the window is there to keep him from falling off of one side if not the other.

Until today, he'd never sat on the back of the chair's match across the room. I was in the kitchen on the phone with my friend Brooke when I heard some YEEHAW'ing coming from the den.  "Foose. Foose." ("Horse, horse"), he told me when I walked in.

So, yeah. THIS one's gonna make me earn my money.