We had three trees cut down last week.
Tom loved it when they left all the downed trees in our yard after the first day.
He decided he wanted to climb on top of one.
So he lifted his leg, and he grunted, and lifted his other leg, and he grunted some more and he just tried and tried and tried.
And then he voiced his extreme frustration to me.
So I gave him a boost.
He climbed up on that fallen tree and he twisted and turned and moved his legs out from under him and got completely situated.
He just sat there.
He told me later that sitting on that fallen tree was worth all 10 minutes of that hard work he put in.