The kitchen sink is Molly's current favorite thing.
What?
How?
What?
Three excellent questions.
To Molly, the kitchen sink is a magical spot to put almost everything. See, she's just tall enough that she can push stuff over the ledge and it disappears. First, it was the dog bowls. They made a very lovely sound as they clanked and clattered their way down.
Then she started to put her toys in the sink. Not the best place for them, but they are washable for the most part so no harm, no foul.
Now it's pretty much anything she can get her hands on.
Her shoes. Her socks (into a nice water filled bowl I might add). My water bottle. She started to carry N's big heavy work boot towards the sink today. As much as I would have loved to watch her try and get that up and over the edge I knew there were still dishes piled in there from breakfast so I had to stop her.
So, the next time you come over and you think you've misplaced your keys... or your sunglasses... or really anything for that matter... you might want to check the kitchen sink. Who knows what you'll find.
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