Michaela has finally forced our hand on some additional child-proofing. Sure, she can't hurt herself with toilet paper, but she can detroy the rolls and leaves shreds of it everywhere. And it's our fault for leaving a package of cookies within reach on the counter.
|It was like this when I came in."||Peek-a-boo!|
|And what does this key do?||I'm in the shower with all my clothes on!|
|I want your ice cream, too.||There are advantages to being small.|