Up in the kitchen, on the countertop,
My little climber’s got the spirit, won’t stop.
Scaling the fridge like a tiny mountaineer,
With sticky fingers and a fearless cheer.

Oh, my little monkey, my little daredevil,
Climbing up the curtains, reaching for the sky.
From the bookshelves to the chandelier,
There’s no place too high, no feat too nigh.

In the playground, on the jungle gym,
Little shoes gripping bars, oh so prim.
Slides are for sliding? Not for my kid!
They’re scaling up the slide, like a secret bid.

Oh, my little spider, my little acrobat,
Climbing up the slide, defying gravity’s call.
From the sandbox to the swingset’s peak,
They’re the playground champ, the bravest of all.

At Grandma’s house, up the old oak tree,
Branch by branch, giggling with glee.
The cat’s watching, eyes wide in surprise,
As my little climber ascends to the skies.

Oh, my little gecko, my little trailblazer,
Climbing up the tree, leaves rustling below.
From the birdhouse to the rooftop ridge,
They’re the neighborhood explorer, don’t you know?

Now, the unorthodox spots—they’re the best!
Like the laundry line, where socks take a rest.

Now, the unorthodox spots—they’re the best!
Like the laundry line, where socks take a rest.

Now, the unorthodox spots—they’re the best!
Like the laundry line, where socks take a rest.
Or the mailbox, where letters await their fate,
My child’s up there, waving to the postman, late.

Oh, my little daredevil, my little adventurer,
Climbing up the world, one step at a time.
From the garden shed to the flagpole’s tip,
They’re conquering heights, in their own paradigm.

So here’s to my little climber, my heart’s delight,
Scaling life’s challenges, morning to night.
They’ll climb mountains, both real and metaphorical,
My fearless child, my little vertical oracle.

So here’s to my little climber, my heart’s delight,
Scaling life’s challenges, morning to night.
They’ll climb mountains, both real and metaphorical,
My fearless child, my little vertical oracle

My fearless child, my little vertical oracle

My fearless child, my little vertical oracle