One of Helena's favorite past times is climbing anything she can.
She carries this little footstool around the house, tucked under one arm most of the time.
It gives her a height advantage and the boost she needs to get on top the kitchen counters or into drawers that hold all things helpful like scissors and permanent markers.
She thought I was coming to take away her beloved footstool, so she climbed on top of it and launched into a long speech, shaking her hands at me and pointing.
I assume she was telling me just what she thought of my terrible idea
and where exactly I could stick my opinion on her climbing...
I was quickly put back in line.