Barney, 8 months old, five pounds, and tall as a deer, stands at the top of our stairs and cries like a baby when we go to the basement. He can climb out of his play pen, jump way up onto our bed, and escape the fence in the back yard, but the stairs are the limit for him. Anna, half his height, bounds up and down them without any trepidation at all. I'm like the others, I think they will overcome this fear with time. Although, it may not be a good thing for us if he does. I don't think I want the escape artist in the basement.
__________________ Becky...mommy to Barney, Anna (RIP), Willie Jack, and Zoe... RIP Max |