On Sunday morning, I was working in the kitchen when I realized that I hadn't heard Savannah's chatter or footsteps in a few minutes.
As a mom, I've learned that Savannah's silence can mean two things: my girl's hurt OR doing something she shouldn't be doing.
On Sunday morning, it was the latter. Less than 5 feet away, I discovered this pile of lotion on our living room carpet...
...Savannah's arms and hands slathered in lotion...
...and this guilty face.
Lesson learned: put the lotion on a higher shelf.
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