One morning, I was upstairs putting away laundry in our bedroom while Ellen played quietly in her room. I could hear the sound of her piano, her rainstick & puzzles as I sorted & put away socks, underwear and more. Such is the Saturday morning of a mom! After a bit, I realized it was awfully quiet next door. I checked in and saw nothing...no Ellen. I checked the bathroom, then headed downstairs...no Ellen. While peeking around the kitchen, I caught a glimpse of something outside. Yup, you guessed it...Ellen! Now I'm sure your asking yourself how a sweet, precious 20-month-old managed to get our back door opened all by herself. See exhibit A:
Apparently while our lovely canine family member isn't a huge fan of the doggy door, our lovely daughter has no issues with using it as an escape route!
So, this is how we spent a Saturday morning in February in Tennessee...
In pajamas...
with rainboots* & bubbles...
& our best dog friend!
*I'd like to add that the rainboots were added after I found her outside in pajamas, shoeless "driving" her car around the patio!
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