One day last week, when I was home with my sick baby, I went upstairs to do something. I don’t remember if I was pouring a glass of apple juice or putting dirty dishes in the sink or going to the bathroom. It’s unimportant.
I was probably gone two or three minutes. When I returned, here’s what I saw:
And then she ate a lot of cheese curls.
The cheese curls made her fingers dirty, so she wiped them off. On my microfiber pillows.
The next day, Molly got in on the action, too, and then Grace wiped her hands on the cat.
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