Yesterday afternoon I was in the kitchen preparing dinner and turned around to see Julia with a stretch of toilet paper in hand, standing in the middle of the kitchen. So, down the hall and around the corner was 31 feet of TP, still attached to the roll, coming out from the bathroom in one long piece. It was so hard not to laugh and inform her that 1) we don't go into the bathroom without mom or dad, and 2) we don't play with toilet paper. Layne was upstairs, so I called up to him telling him that he'd better come see Julia's latest masterpiece.
And yes, Julia is still in her pajamas at 4:30 p.m. We've both been sick so it was a day of relaxing in the lounge wear.
Here she is trying to hand me the pieces of toilet paper she ended up tearing off the end, and getting frustrated that I'm not taking it from her cause I'm trying to get a picture.
2 comments:
What an accomplished little girl you have! Love the blog...keep 'em coming!
Fun to see you on the "blogosphere!" Your little Julia is growing right up...funny how that happens!
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