Thursday, June 19, 2008
Thursday, June 5, 2008
In and Out
Not the burger.
Olive has recently discovered how much fun it is to play the in and out game. She plays it with her bath tub toys, first putting all the fish and ducks into the bathtub cup, and then taking them all out again. She plays it with an North Pole, Alaska lunch box (thanks Uncle Marc), and she plays it with the freshly clean, newly folded laundry in the basket if I don't put it away immediately. But her favorite in and out game is with the toilet. I usually stop her before she gets to the out part. Our causalities so far include several cotton balls, a few combs, a handful of cat food, and a cardboard DVD case. Our near causalities include my cell phone and the XBox remote.
Why don't we just keep the bathroom door closed?, one might wonder. Maple (the cat) also uses the bathroom for her toilet needs, and closing the bathroom door is not an option. We have been doing a good job at keeping the seat down and I thought it was all good until I found all of Olive's bathtub toys in the litter box.
First item of business this weekend: Baby Gate.
Olive has recently discovered how much fun it is to play the in and out game. She plays it with her bath tub toys, first putting all the fish and ducks into the bathtub cup, and then taking them all out again. She plays it with an North Pole, Alaska lunch box (thanks Uncle Marc), and she plays it with the freshly clean, newly folded laundry in the basket if I don't put it away immediately. But her favorite in and out game is with the toilet. I usually stop her before she gets to the out part. Our causalities so far include several cotton balls, a few combs, a handful of cat food, and a cardboard DVD case. Our near causalities include my cell phone and the XBox remote.
Why don't we just keep the bathroom door closed?, one might wonder. Maple (the cat) also uses the bathroom for her toilet needs, and closing the bathroom door is not an option. We have been doing a good job at keeping the seat down and I thought it was all good until I found all of Olive's bathtub toys in the litter box.
First item of business this weekend: Baby Gate.
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