Wednesday, December 02, 2009

Notes / A Mummy-and-Molly moment

During dinner last night, I can see from the corner of my eye that Molly is trying to get out of her booster chair. She's on her stomach, her legs dangling, and she's kind of squirmy.

"What are you doing?" I ask matter-of-factly.

"Trying to get out of my chair," she says.

"How's that going?"

"Not well."

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