Ella had started to climb out of her crib a few months ago, so I had to put her crib up against the wall and sort of "cage" her in (for lack of a better word). I didn't want her to keep falling out & getting hurt.
Anyway, I was cleaning up in her room the other day and set a box of cornstarch on her dresser that is up against the edge of her crib. I forgot to move the cornstarch.
Yesterday, I put Ella down for her afternoon nap. She cried a bit & after a while she was quiet. That's usual for her. Shortly after, though, she started crying again. It wasn't a real cry, sort of whiny. Then I heard her saying "dirty." I thought eventually she'd fall asleep. She continued with this whiny cry and saying "dirty."
I finally went in her room b/c I wanted to see why she kept repeating "dirty." Well, when I opened her bedroom door, here's what I saw:
AND
I was cracking up! I also took a little video clip! She was enjoying playing in it!
Steve really would've gotten a kick out of this! His words replayed in my head: "If she's anything like I was when I was a kid, we're in for it!" I guess I'm in for it b/c she's so much like him! I'm so grateful for that.
HILARIOUS!
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