Yesterday I was doing something on the computer while Logan was playing by himself. He started fussing so I figured he got himself wedged somewhere and I waited for him to get himself out. He kept fussing, so I looked over and saw this:

Naturally, my motherly instinct kicked in and I ran to get my camera while laughing my butt off.

And kept taking pictures while he did this:

Before you have a heart attack, keep in mind that Logan is a monkey and a climber, so I know he's not hurting himself.

The kid knows how to fall with more style than Buzz Lightyear. He knows to put his head down on the ground to avoid bumping his head.