Piper Has Passed the Baton

It is a certainty.

Here's the rundown.

I don't hear Luci for about five minutes. I leave breakfast cooking on the stove and find her in front of an open unlatched cupboard with an open container of paint that I didn't know was in the cupboard.

She looks cute.

I clean her up.

To keep her from the path of mischief, I set her by my feet. Literally one minute later, I hear a satisfying whooooosh and look down to see her by an open unlatched cupboard with a pile of oatmeal at her feet.

She looks cute.
I clean things up.

Five minutes later. She's awfully quiet. I poke my head around the kitchen island to see her gleefully stuffing marshmallows into her already stuffed mouth. She has finished a quarter of the bag and extends a marshmallow of peace towards me in hopes of avoiding a lecture.

She looks cute.
I take it.
I eat it.

I strap her in a highchair using five feet of mariner's rope.

The End.