Sunday, December 14, 2003
Today was Wade's Dad's birthday, so we went to have dinner with them tonight. My sister-in-law and mother-in-law were going to pick up the pizza (turns out when you live in the middle of nowhere, Papa Johns does NOT deliver!) so I was keeping an eye on our niece while they were gone. Taylor is 2, darling in every way, and we love her to pieces. We were sitting in the basement and the menfolk were watching the Purdue game. Taylor had been playing behind the couch with a "Dora the Explorer" toy... supposedly this toy is educational because it sings to her in Spanish... meanwhile, it made me want to beat myself, and I had "Let's go... vaminos... let's go... vaminos" running through my head for hours... note to anyone who buys my yet-to-be-conceived children toys of any kind... please, nothing with annoying children singing! Anyway, back to the story. So I notice I haven't heard Dora singing in a couple of minutes, and I look and Taylor is not there. I go to investigate, and she is in the bathroom, playing in the toilet. Moral of the story... you can not predict the acts of a two year old child. And if you don't hear "Dora" for more than 2 seconds... be afraid... be very afraid. :)
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