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captain_slinkyMolly has been thwarted by the password-locked screen saver on my computer. Once she figured how to vault herself over the makeshift barricade of boxes and storage chests around my desk, She found that she enjoys climbing up in to my chair and slamming on the keyboard till all my settings had been changed. But now she can't do that any more thanks to Password Locked Screensaver.
So today she came up with a brilliant and cunning plan.
She was watching Sesame Street in the living room; I was catching up on my E-Mail (thank you PBS). Suddenly and without warning I heard a loud CRASH from the living room followed by Molly crying. Being a good Daddy, I immediately jumped up from my e-mail and ran to the living room shouting "Baby are you okay? Molly, what's wrong?"
As i entered the living room the crying stopped and Molly dashed past me in to the office. There in the living room was evidence that Molly had carried her little red wagon full of toys up on to the couch and then tossed it from there t make a very loud noise. I turned around to follow Molly in to the office and there she was, half-way across the barricades towards my now non-password-locked computer. "MOLLY! What are you DOING?" I yelled.
She froze. Then she flattened herself on top of the storage chest she was on top of, remaining motionless with a look on her face that said "They can only sense motion... if I remain perfectly still, he won't notice me..."
We played a hearty game of "Where's Molly" after that, but I can't help but think... this is how devious and deceptive my little girl is *now*,befoe she even hits two years old. What's she going to be like as a TEENAGER?!?!?
Anybody know if they've legalized those GPS tracking chips for kids yet?
So today she came up with a brilliant and cunning plan.
She was watching Sesame Street in the living room; I was catching up on my E-Mail (thank you PBS). Suddenly and without warning I heard a loud CRASH from the living room followed by Molly crying. Being a good Daddy, I immediately jumped up from my e-mail and ran to the living room shouting "Baby are you okay? Molly, what's wrong?"
As i entered the living room the crying stopped and Molly dashed past me in to the office. There in the living room was evidence that Molly had carried her little red wagon full of toys up on to the couch and then tossed it from there t make a very loud noise. I turned around to follow Molly in to the office and there she was, half-way across the barricades towards my now non-password-locked computer. "MOLLY! What are you DOING?" I yelled.
She froze. Then she flattened herself on top of the storage chest she was on top of, remaining motionless with a look on her face that said "They can only sense motion... if I remain perfectly still, he won't notice me..."
We played a hearty game of "Where's Molly" after that, but I can't help but think... this is how devious and deceptive my little girl is *now*,befoe she even hits two years old. What's she going to be like as a TEENAGER?!?!?
Anybody know if they've legalized those GPS tracking chips for kids yet?
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Date: 2007-08-22 07:42 pm (UTC)She is DEFINITELY a child of Slinky. Be afraid, world! Be very afraid!!
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Date: 2007-08-22 08:28 pm (UTC)you should teach her to use Word docs so she can write out her evil plans ;)
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Date: 2007-08-24 09:12 am (UTC)That might thwart her... at least until she learns how to set up a remote-toy-crash detonation device. Or convinces the cats to help her in her evil plots.
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Date: 2007-08-26 03:07 am (UTC)no subject
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