I guess I should post something.

So much for child-proofing. Esther has pretty much figured out how to bypass any of my efforts to thwart her. She figured out how to open the pantry door (which now has a useless safety latch on it) and she likes to feed the cats. Sydney appreciates the heaps and heaps of food.
The other day when I took a shower, I put up her stools so she couldn't get into anything. But she still managed to get to my cell phone and our home phone. Gene got a call from E and talked to her for 2 1/2 minutes, all the time trying get an answer from her about where I was. All she would say is, "Where's Mommy?", so he tried dialing the home phone but couldn't get through because she was using that phone as well. Those who know Gene will probably guess what comes next. When I got out of the shower, I quickly confiscated the two phone and listened to the frantic message Gene left me; he was worried and he was on his way home to check to see if I was ok. He imagined that I was laying somewhere unconscious or hurt. Luckily, I caught him in time so he didn't have to miss much work.
I swear that girl is too smart for me!
Here's Miss Smarty-pants.

Here's another incident that I actually caught on camera. I love her expression: "I wasn't doing anything."

Here's a more defiant look. She informed me that she was "cook-ing." Apparent-ly, the pretzels weren't seasoned enough.