Sunday morning we were hanging around the apartment. Mommy was reading the newspaper. Daddy was checking some email. Maile was milling about playing with her toys. She was going back and forth between rooms and then all of a sudden it got REALLY quiet. Christine and I immediately knew something was up. Sure enough, we walked into the kitchen and there was Maile Girl showing us how she can now twist open our spices… joy.
When it gets quiet, get ready for trouble...
It wasn't me! It was Dolly B!
