Sunday, April 4, 2010

Life's little mysteries

Why is it that when I am in the kitchen and need to use sharp knives or cook on a hot stove, K refuses to let me put her down for even a second, but when we go for a walk outside she refuses to even just hold my hand on the street?
Just another anecdote pointing to the fact my baby is becoming a toddler.

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