I got home from work one day last week to be greeted at the front door by my six year old. He had the look of a little boy with exciting news that he couldn’t wait to get out:
Me: “Hello Baby, have you have a good day?”
Him: “Yes Mummy, but I have to tell you something!”
Me: “What’s that?”
Him: “We’ve decided that when you and Osc are climbing Kilimanjaro, Papa, Milo and I are going to go to France. And…”
<pause with a big proud smile>
“We’re going to climb the Eiffel Tower!”
So I’ve looked it up and created the attached pic – Kili is about the same height as 19 Eiffel Towers with a London Eye on the top. It actually makes it feel a little more manageable, so thanks for that Baby!