Budding Artist

When Sam and Jake were little we did no baby proofing. We did put up baby gates, but we didn't lock cabinets, latch down toilet seats, put bumpers on coffee tables or plug up outlets. They simply didn't get into 'things.'

Now Abby may be a different story. She hasn't stuck her fingers or toys into outlets yet, but she loves putting things into the toilet. (Did you know a roll of toilet paper will swell to the size of a basketball when soaked?)

And, in her first real instance of defiance, today she took crayons in each hand and scribbled her way from the bedroom to the bathroom. On one hand I know she's too young to know she shouldn't do it. But on the other hand, I think she knows, and doesn't care.

"Who did this?"

"ABBAH did it!"

It's somewhat hard to get mad at this face. That and the fact that the Magic Eraser is truly magic and scribbles like these can be gone in a second.

All that said, I have a feeling this face will get her into a lot of trouble.

And out of it too.