Don't the girls look angelic here? Looks can be so deceiving.All joking aside, they did do something that hit red on the "sweetometer". While I was showering, I thought Joey was drifting happily into dreamland. I had left him, his pacifier in place, and his stuffed monkey alone in his crib. When I emerged from my hygienic oasis, I found him playing with all his sisters' stuffed animals. There were a couple of clues pointing me to the guilty parties (by guilty, I mean interrupting my strategic nap time process). Even if they weren't the only ones who could have possibly gifted him with the extra lovies, the little footstools placed right next to the crib rail gave them up as the ultimate culprits.
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