The only way is up

I encountered stairs for the first time today. At grandma's. Between the dining room and loungeroom.

It was my first visit since I learned to crawl, so I was impressing everyone with my new skills. And I managed to crawl right up to the stairs. I managed to get my hands on the top step (there's only two steps to the dining room) but for all my trying I could not seem to get my knee up. I tried and tried. But just couldn't do it.

Grandma gave me a hand and plonked me onto the first step, but I still couldn't get up. I turned and gave dad a look that said 'um, I think I'm a bit stuck'. He took me off the step and plonked me back in the middle of the loungeroom and I went back to playing with my toys.

One day I'll master that step.