Carly loves the rocking chair that Mammaw got her for Christmas, but I CANNOT get her to sit in it. This morning she ran over to the chair with a book to read. She looked at it for a few minutes and then started climbing all over the chair...and boy, she thought she was something. She kept looking at me wondering if I was going to say anything to her. But of course...I didn't! What's it going to hurt? I mean, I've told her time and time again to sit and it doesn't help much. She'll sit for a second but as soon as I turn my back....she's climbing again. What a little stink!
Carly loves the rocking chair that Mammaw got her for Christmas, but I CANNOT get her to sit in it. This morning she ran over to the chair with a book to read. She looked at it for a few minutes and then started climbing all over the chair...and boy, she thought she was something. She kept looking at me wondering if I was going to say anything to her. But of course...I didn't! What's it going to hurt? I mean, I've told her time and time again to sit and it doesn't help much. She'll sit for a second but as soon as I turn my back....she's climbing again. What a little stink!
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