Bad Baby. |
I was on my way home when my phone buzzed with a picture from your mom. The message simply said "Bad baby."
It showed you from the back, standing on your plastic chair playing with the glass coasters on the end table. Mom said she walked into the kitchen for something and soon heard spathe coasters being tapped on the end table.
Assuming you crawled over and started playing with them, she dismissed it at first. When she looked into the living room. The above is what she saw.
I think the photo is cute and epitomizes how you've become more independent with each passing day.
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