we need a leash
December 16th, 2008 by clunis
How does a guy allow his toddler daughter to play in the drawer under the oven? What horrible thing was I doing that distracted me long enough for this to happen? I, being an evil man and a terrible father, had chosen to stop at the front door and take my boots off. Meanwhile Nora, shown here thinking she’s the greatest thing ever, ran to the kitchen, opened the drawer, threw a glass lid out onto the floor (not pictured), climbed in, and started laughing her little fanny off.
p.s. I am not one of your plodding footwear removers; indeed, my average shod to unshod times could stand proudly alongside the best in the business.