On Wednesday evening, Matt took care of Anne while I hosted Book Club. A few minutes before people started arriving Anne was sitting on the counter and of course, she immediately reached for anything that she could get her hands on. The paper towel roll became an instant hit as she began ripping off towels, trying to eat them and banging the holder on the counter.
It's never a dull or quiet moment at our house these days, but I wouldn't trade it for anything. Well, maybe I would trade a few hours of it for a good, long nap.
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