Peyton has now reached the age where he can crawl, pull up and cruise, and he does not appreciate being confined. We try to let him be free range as much as possible. He is using that power to pull up on Samantha's little white table and steal bits of her lunch and/or snack, whenever she sits there. He steals her crayons, and rips her papers when she leaves them out. If she's not at the little table, he pulls up on her chair at the big table and drools on her leg. When she's not sitting, he's following her around and looking for her books (which are always left out where I asked her not to leave them).
It's driving her crazy.
He's never looked happier.
Maybe she should have thought twice all those months that she's run off with whatever he was playing with.
Insert evil Halloween laugh here.
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