So with Skeeter officially walking, a few changes had to be made around our house. First, most of the boxes in the house were unpacked immediately. I wasn't totally sure what she'd be getting into if she opened one.
Second, I had Mr. BUB install a baby gate on her bedroom. My plan was to let her play in her room and I could get things done around the house without worrying about where she was or what she was doing. Someday I'll stop making plans and thinking they'll work with a toddler...
She seems to think it's some sort of baby jail.
For the record, her shirt says "I'm a big SPLASH." Not a big sister. So we're clear. No buns in this oven.
Someday she's going to be a teenager and kill me for posting these pictures.
But so this doesn't look like a completely unfair post...
She got revenge and locked me in her room.