Friday, March 23, 2012

Getting Up In The World

Lately I know she's up to something because she'll race past me, up the stairs, and into her room. I should have been warned when, earlier today, she picked up her step stool and whizzed right by me as if I was not even there.

At bedtime tonight, when she brushed her teeth, she pointed at my toothbrush and said, "you use this one and brush your teeth, too!" I happily complied. Even through the taste of the toothpaste, though, there was something seriously wrong with that brush.

For some reason, I feel this was a set-up...

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