Sunny Says #5,349 (or 7, whichever applies)

Trout and I are going out tonight to a play (to hear Uncle Orca who is playing in the pit orchestra for 1776 at Olney Theatre), so all evening things have to happen early. I look over at Sunny, who has used paper plates, packages of fancy paper napkins, all the baby utensils that aren't currently in the dishwasher, a handful of fresh green beans, and some paper cutouts of Max and Ruby to arrange some sort of abstract art installation all over the kitchen floor. The filthy kitchen floor.

"Sunny! You can't put all these spoons and these green beans on the floor!" I growl exasperatedly as I scoop them up and set them aside for washing.

"I know, Mama. I'm naughty. I like to be naughty!"

Let's hope she outgrows that.

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:) *giggles*