Yesterday I was working in the kitchen when she comes to me and says "Mom, Mom, Mom, uh, oh." and points to the bathroom. Her second favorite place in the house. (Have I mentioned that we have no white screw covers left on any of the toilets? They are hiding from her.) So with a laugh at her cuteness and some trepidation I head to the bathroom. Good news is it wasn't a tradgedy, just a Band-Aid in the toilet.
Oh, and you are probably asking, "what is her favorite place in the house?" That would be anyplace higher than she is. Here are a few preferred play places.
If she can make it to two I think we have a chance.


