I look out the window. Yes, he IS quite high in Grandma Jing-Jing's willow tree, and I'd really not have any broken bones while out of the country. But first one must take a photo:
Afterwhich, the boyo realizes that he's quite far from the ground after all, and that he can't get down by himself. Scared cries ensue, but Uncle Les races to the rescue, and soon those little feet are planted once again on terra firma, to the relief of both himself AND his mother!