Julia the Destroyer

Yesterday afternoon Annie and I were so busy that we lost track of the now highly mobile Julia. "It's too quiet," Annie said. We both knew that she must be in the bathroom. She always seems to make a bee-line there whenever she realizes she isn't being properly monitored. Here was the scene I came across when I found the little escape artist:


She found our stash of Kirkland brand toilet paper! Using her teeth, she had already unwrapped one, done damage to a second, and was working on a third. See that smug look on her face? She knows she's bad, and she's proud of it! Her cousin, Carter, is behind her, looking on in horror at the wanton waste of precious paper products (say that 10 times fast!).

From now on, we are keeping all of the doors in the hallway closed. Hopefully Genna won't teach her the whole door-knob trick too soon.