She's two and a half so we hear, "I DO IT!!" A LOT.
Here she's figured out how to get herself a drink of water. Not sure why she has no pants other than I'm still recuperating and pants around the house isn't a top priority.
As much as the evil sound of those bar stools being pushed across the floor drives me up a wall, I've realized, when they are silent it means my kids are big and that makes me a little sad and a little more patient when I hear their scraping sound.
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