I always find it annoying when people compare their babies to teenagers. And yet...
This morning I came upon Dylan hanging out on her stomach with her arms propped up on a pillow while she pushed buttons on the cell phone.
Then when I picked her up at daycare I saw her sneaking up to a chair, presumably en route to climbing on the table. Her teacher said earlier in the day she had turned around to find Dylan and a boy in the class dancing on the table and laughing. I didn't hear about any lampshades, but I assume they were involved.
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