Family Life

Strange Encounter

So this morning, I was at my dining room window cleaning. MM was playing nicely by the front door. I saw a shadow of someone coming by the window and I thought it was my neighbor.

But when the person comes into view, it was MM, standing there in her pajamas.

She had opened the front door (Daddy hadn’t closed it all the way when he went to work), crawled out of the house and up the steps and was out exploring.

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3 thoughts on “Strange Encounter

  1. This makes me laugh. Probably should be concerned about escapee grandchild, but it just makes me smile to know that life is just the same from one generation to the next.

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