Second Child

In the span of about a week Ava, our precious second child has been on a tear. She has begun unplugging things. Things with cords connected to electricity. I would assume a lot of electricity. She opened the car door as we were driving 70+ miles an hour down the Highway 78. The door did not actually fly open, but it was certainly ajar. And then we come to tonight. She got her portable training potty, moved it to the living room rug, used it, and then dragged it across the living room to use it as a stool by the backdoor. Let me paint a more descriptive picture. She dragged it sloshing and splattering liquid across the living room floor.

I promise we supervise her.