Molly is stubborn. She does not listen and obey well. She gets out of her bed numerous times unless she is dog-tired, which is rare. I love her, but she makes me crazy. Crazy love, that’s what it is. Last night Josh and I were meeting with a family friend’s college-aged kid who is selling Cutco knives. (They were impressive, so we bought some…What unstable economy? I rarely leave my house, we don’t watch the news, so we are oblivious…or so it seems.) Anyway, while we were downstairs, Molly was upstairs just doing whatever she wanted to do. WARNING: These are spooky. Josh was scared at first glance. Seriously.
She informed me this morning that “athter I fixed my hair, I used Daddy’s toothbrush.” It’s an electric toothbrush of which Molly is intrigued. The girl never stops. She knows no boundaries.