For lunch today, Joey requested "porridge" (really oatmeal), cereal, and strawberries. I added some blueberries just for kicks.
She was naked, of course.
This is what the top of my refrigerator looks like. Joey is into everything. With the help of a chair she can access all of our former "safe" places: counter tops, bookshelves, the top of the dresser. The refrigerator is the only place that she can't reach...for now. This week she learned how to climb on the kitchen and bathroom counters. We're in trouble.
In other news, it's time to take the recycling in. Come home, Paul Losavio! We really need curbside pickup...
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