Using one's toybox as a ladder gains you valuable centimetres when trying to
stroke the puss-puss. Who's a clever girl then?
Of course, it was all fun and games when Emma was emptying Mommy's clothes on the floor. It was, however, a completely different kettle of fish when she found the passage bookshelf. "Hey, these things with different colours COME OUT! Oh boy..."
And so she took them all out, one by one. The entire middle and bottom rows of the bookshelf. She tried to get the top row too but I intervened then. Enough was enough... she was never going to read all these books in a week!
At Julie and Mark's house, Emma learnt a valuable lesson: sometimes puppies fight back.
Yes, there were tears. But lesson learnt, no harm done.
Just chillin, good mates, good chat.
Then... "What's that? I must explore more..."
You can't blame her for wanting to touch them, they were so cute...
And then came the pounce...
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