Evie is incredibly mobile now. She just itches to walk, and crawls around our house looking for something to do. And she finds it--usually in the pantry. I caught her eating handfuls of flour (at least it was whole wheat--do you think she's malnourished? She was downing it like there's no tomorrow!), and I now have to keep the pantry door tightly shut.
A week or two ago she was being far too quiet in her bedroom, and this is why.
I have yet to find anything more appealing to toddlers than a new package of wipes. I should let her do this anytime, but instead I treat wipes like they're precious--because they ARE! Run out of those babies at the wrong time, and all the money in the world isn't going to help you.
So I'm glad you had your fun, little Evie J--and that I caught it on camera before I cleaned it up. Someday I'll look back and miss your little floury hand-prints on the tile.
