Don’t trip over it…

This morning Babess was playing with a toy before breakfast.  I lifted her up, showed her the toast cooking (she likes to see it pop up), then put her in her high-chair.  I belted her in, put her bib on, and clipped the tray in place.  Then I took the toy off her, putting it where she could see it and collect it after breakfast.  When I turned back, she had stuck out her bottom lip in a pout!  That’s the first time she’s done that, at least as a conscious act as far as I know.

I had to bite my own bottom lip.  There’s nothing more maddening than someone telling you how adorable you look when you’re mad…

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