And here is something that has changed. At one time, Tad could jump on the bed to get away from me, and I was too short to follow him.
I'd have to wait until he decided to come down before we could play. But not anymore! Motch had mercy and found a great big step-stool-type-of-thing that helps me get on and off the bed. So in spite of my size, I can keep up with Tad now, and life is so much better!