From up on his perch Ronan watches Nieve start to climb
One skill Mom has been teaching Ronan and Nieve is how to properly climb a tree. At a local park there are a couple of low growing pine trees that have shallow sloping lower branches, a convenient starting place to develop climbing skills.
Thinking about going higher
Thankfully Ronan has become wise to the annoyance of pine sap; as he makes his way to a resting spot on a limb he avoids any shinny resin he finds. He also seems to understand that falling from 6-7 feet would result in a painful landing so he is careful to hold on tightly and call for help when he needs it.
Ronan found a secure spot up in the tree... he spent the next 10 mins banging higher branches with a stick (we have no idea why, other than him just being a boy)
Nieve is a bit less concerned about falling (she has yet to experience a real fall) and a bit more self assured with her climbing prowess, so she's less diligent about making smart hand/foot placements. She's also a bit more headstrong, continually instructing, "Self! Self!" whenever Mom or I would try to help her.
Nieve's a happy girl when she gets to climb
Given Nieve's love of and aptitude for climbing (not to mention her determination) we're guessing in a couple of years that she'll be a good climbing partner for Ronan. He's always (mostly) sweet and accommodating to her; even if there is a skill gap, Ronan will likely make sure the two of them reach great heights together.
Perhaps the makings of a good climbing tandem