Today we made cookies. The Girl has figured out that when I am feeding Baby Sister is an opportune time for her to get into mischief. You can probably guess where this story is going...So this afternoon I am sitting on the couch nursing Baby Sister when I realize that it has become oddly silent in the house and I have no idea where the Girl is. I call for her and her muffled voice comes from the kitchen. I ask her to "come here" and in moments she is standing in front of me with a close-mouthed grin stretching from ear to ear and accentuating very puffy cheeks. I don't even have to ask, I know what she has been up to. I'm only wondering about quantity.
So I say nothing and instead allow the laughter to escape. The Girl, following my lead, begins to giggle too.
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