I was cleaning up the house a bit this afternoon, so my bedroom door was open. Normally we keep it closed because there's just too much for B to get into, and I get worried about him since he's such a curious little guy. Anyways, I hadn't heard him in about 30 seconds, and all moms know that silence is a bad, bad thing when you have a toddler. I walked into my room, and found B, jabbering away, happy as can be... in the dog kennel. Maybe he has a good idea on his hands... just kidding... sort of :o)
