Jon and I just can't keep up with Jacob. He seems to be always in something he's not supposed to...
eating the soil in our house plants,
putting his hands in the toilet,
climbing up the stairs,
opening up our garbage drawer and putting garbage out,
destroying Claire and David's toys,
and,
the very latest,
gnawing on the small tree that we have in our living room.
I kid you not.
It looks like there is a family of beavers in our house.
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and we have an in-residence rodent who insists on shredding the toilet paper into millions of little pieces off the roll every day. multiple times a day. several rolls a day. my rodent misses her cousin the beaver.
Ah, Deb! I'm sure I'm just a few months away from posting a similar entry. . . Right now, I'm reveling in gummy baby grins, interesting wet marks on my shoulders, and staying-where-mommy-puts-her moments.
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