Saturday, December 10, 2005
Attack of the box
You would think a box barely halfway up her shin would be easy to master. Not so much...



See Mom, I fit.



Can't. Get. Out.



Get me out of here! Now!



"Just one more picture, hon."



Now roll the film, George...



Film note: What I was missing was a single, solitary Cheerio she had spied under the couch. As soon as she got out of the box she grabbed it and ate it.