Saying that Miss Cupcake is like a monkey lately, is like saying that the sky is blue. She is everywhere; her chair is no longer of interest, now she is going after the dinner table chairs or uses the small stool to be able to reach things out of her reach, like dad's records for example...
The other day I was in the living room and did not hear Miss Cupcake, which is always a bad sign. I went into the kitchen, and this is what I found. My baby playing by herself. Quiet. Happy.
Daddy happy.
The other day I was in the living room and did not hear Miss Cupcake, which is always a bad sign. I went into the kitchen, and this is what I found. My baby playing by herself. Quiet. Happy.
Daddy happy.
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