Wuht dun… waht dohn…. wunt downd…
I’m changing and picking up clothes in our nearby bedroom, I ask, “What do you need, Peter?” He keeps repeating… “Wuhnt downd… Waht dow… Want down….”
Hmmmm, what’s he trying to say here. Sounds like the first word is want, that’s easy enough. Does he want a specific toy, maybe? Hmmm. Dunn… Doon… Dund… Down. WANT DOWN? Uh oh!
I head over to find out he’s not in his room, he’s in Jack’s room, and he’s CLIMBED THE LADDER TO JACK’S LOFT BED and was stuck up there. Oy.