It's only when you sit back and look that you realise how things gradually change.
In this case, in the location of breakables as Celestine has progressed from crawling, to cruising furniture, to walking. Everything is now three foot off the ground.
This is how humans are. No matter how little, we break everything we can get our hands on. At which point there's two choices - let it happen and accept that freedom of will brings brokenness with it, which has to be lived with - or else put stuff up on the shelf.
We can see what God lets us break - the earth, each other, ourselves.
I wonder what he's put up out of our reach?