The other morning, The Mook ate breakfast while sitting on the couch and I ate mine while checking e-mail at the kitchen table.
(It’s our usual morning ritual, as neither of us are morning people.)
Within her reach was a nail file. Nothing fancy or even terribly rough. However, she got the idea in her head that it would be a good idea to run this file…across her nose.
Should not be left unsupervised
Oh punkin!! Ouch! Is it bad that this made me giggle just a little bit? Sounds like the kind of thing I would have done at her age. Hope you’re doing well! Much love, S