The other morning, I grabbed my camera to try to capture a glimpse of the carnage that Fletcher leaves in his path of destruction. He’s on the move and is into everything. I keep trying to remind myself, as I clean up the wreckage, that this is how they learn but it might also be the reason I can’t get anything done or why I’m never on time. But in the end, it’s all about discovery. He’s discovering how to open doors, and I’m discovering how to latch them.
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| He opened the fridge, was playing with the condiments |
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| Unrolled the paper towels – maybe he was trying to clean up? |
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| Loves the dishwasher soap door note the bottle of BBQ sauce at his feet |
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| Helped himself to some carrots while in the fridge |
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| Likes the lazy susan and was getting into the ziplock bags. I didn’t take a picture of the 100’s of bags that were everywhere! |
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| Into the pantry… yes, that’s my printer router he knocked over with the broom |
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| Then he moved onto my desk drawers |
