LB escaped through the baby gate and into the kitchen the other day.
Looky Looky at what she's "playing" with...
|Hey Everybody! Look what I brought!!!|
|Let's just close this. Don't want to miss this party.|
|Let's see if I can fool Mama into thinking I'm 21...|
|This is kind of heavy...|
Let me just sit this over here...
|Hmm... They're a little tricky to get out, huh?|
LB! How many did you have??
|Not THAT many, Mother.|
Mind your business.
|Always on me, that one.|
|Ahh! Let's just grab me a semi-cool brew...|
|Hey! Did you need one?|
|Let me just grab one here...|
|These are good! I think I'll have another one!|
|Did you want another one too?|
|::slurring her words now::|
Mama! This is the BEST play time EVER!
I'll never get nominated for Mother of the Year now.
..Maybe I should have saved this post for my WTF?
(It's coming up Friday, if you'd like to link up!)