Tuesday, December 11, 2007
On or In. . . .
Mya is my monkey. She is always on or in something. Always. I have to keep a constant eye on her and it's especially hard while living in my parents house as it is hard to babyproof. Here she is on her sister. They are about the same weight but Mya's is more compact. Jaida doesn't stand a chance!
On the cat. This one's for you dad. Sorry mom, but Shadow doesn't move so I guess he likes it.
This was not staged. I left the door down on the dishwasher and she climbed right up. She loves the dishwasher door (no, Mom, I don't let her sit on it. . .but it was funny at the time) and crawls as fast as she can to get to it anytime I open the door. i now have to load the dishwasher when she's asleep. I pretty much have to do everything when she's asleep. . Sigh.
In the crayon box. She was on the table next but I figured I'd better get her off instead of take a picture and let her fall on her head. She loves to get up on things and then stand up but she's VERY unstable.
On Jaida again. I tried to teach Mya "10 cereals" but she's a little young. She just tried to poke Jaida's eyes out. Poor jaida.
On dad's phone at work. I guess I should say eating dad's phone at work.
In the doll stroller. She bottoms it out. It's hilarious. But a perfect thing for the two of them to do. So far Mya hasn't been hurt when jaida's burning around the kitchen pushing her. I probably shouldn't think things like that are funny. . .but they are.
On the stool in the bathroom checking herself out. She loves to unload the drawers and put all the stuff in the sink. Fantastic. She also likes to dip toilet paper in the toilet and then eat it. We try to discourage that one.
In the cat box. With the cat. Shadow promptly left. And Mya left with cat hair all over her. Nasty.
Standing on her little chair. This is her favorite. She gets up on it, looks for me, and then says "Get down" and laughs. Of course I do to.
On my "bill" box. She uses that as a stool to get on counters, computer desks, tables, etc. Very hazardous.
In the jeep. Luckily it doesn't work. If it did, i'm sure she'd be uncontrollably cruising around in it.
On the computer. She LOVES the computer.
On the couch. No she's not old enough to be on the couch unsupervised. But she manages to find ways up there and then crawls back and forth laughing.
In a bucket. Weird.
On the bill box and on the phone. She makes a great secretary!
I don't have a picture of her in the cat litter box. Sometimes the door gets left open to where the box is and she always knows. If I can't hear her for a minute, I know right where she's gone. And sure enough, she has thrown cat littler everywhere and is sitting in the box. Fortunately the cat doesn't use it often, but I'm always so horrified and immediately scrub her down so no pictures of that one.
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3 comments:
Sounds like Drew. Unfortunately, he's broken our dishwasher door, so it hangs quite low to the ground now.
Yea. . .it sounds like a BOY!!! Girls don't climb on stuff, they just cry about stuff. Exhausting!
She is such a doll! Plus, it is comforting to know that Emma isn't the only one that reeks havic everywhere she goes..haha.
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