Rianna was playing with a clothespin; it pinched her pretty badly, and she burst into tears. I rushed over and sympathized, "Oh... did the clothespin bite you? That was not nice, was it?! Biting is not kind - it makes us go OUCH!"
She nodded emphatically and sternly told the clothespin "Nah-nah - Bah! Bah!" <-- (her version of "no, no" + "bad choice") then promptly put the clothespin in time-out.
#shereallydoesunderstandhowthisworks
Was despairingly sure that my heel spurs were back in full force, since I can once again hear/feel physical crackling when I stand barefoot in our kitchen.
Fortunately, it turns out I was standing (indirectly) on 42 Cheerios, which Rianna had resourcefully tucked under my kitchen rugs.
#littlesquirrel #therealreasonshestillseemedhungry #untappedstoragepotential
Little One recently glimpsed a toilet bowl of murky (unflushed) water; we generally to keep her away from toilet bowls these days, so she gazed in confused assessment. Finally, she burst into a decisive grin and squealed ecstatically, "TEA!!!"
No, Darling. Not tea
Little One just figured out that if she slobbers sufficiently on the window, she can adhere bits of torn paper to it.
Way to problem-solve, darling.
#diy #veryorganicwindowclings #thebesttoysarefree