Guess whose figured out that if you want something around our house, you just might have to get it on your own? Especially if you can't wait any longer for mom to respond...
Yep that's right... our little purple pumpkin...
Its actually really comical because in order for her to get it open she has to scoot back as far as she can, then lean back, pull with all her might and after getting pulled closer to the fridge because the door weighs more than her...
she finally gets the door to open slightly. Then she has the next problem to try and fix. See in the process of trying to pull the door open, and instead pulling herself too close, she's now blocking the door from opening...
Anymore than 5 inches. At which point she decides if she shuts the door scoots back as far as she can and tries to pull again, maybe she'll...
be far enough back that next time she'll be able to open the door all the way...
but after several tries and continuing to be pulled "in" by the door, she gives up and a screaming fit ensues. At which point mom gets the point, that she is really really tired of waiting for her bottle and I best stop what I'm doing (taking pictures) and actually help her.
Until next time,
Angie
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