Last week, she asked me to put her in the empty bathtub. I think she saw the shampoo bottles and was tempted to throw them around. "In?" she says, looking at me. I decided she was pretty safe in the tub and she didn't seem to care about my presence, so I left and did some stuff in the kitchen, keeping an ear out. Maybe ten minutes, I come back just when she was getting bored with her new play pen. "Uppy?" Later that night, I noticed one of the shampoo bottles on its side, with a river of goo slowly pouring into the drain. arrrrrgh.
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