Famous Last Words

I *thought* she was far enough from the table to NOT reach the table runner... apparently not.

Mama H called me shortly after this incident and the first thing she asked when I told her there was a crazy smash was "did she cry?" Uh... no. This is my kid. The louder the better. Clearly she is pleased with the loud noise she made.

This is also the same kid who, while I was beating some chicken flat with a meat tenderizer on Saturday night and causing all KINDS of a ruckus, was sitting in her high chair, clapping. The louder the better :)