Carly likes to play in the dryer. She opens it up and climbs into it. One afternoon I was folding laundry in her bedroom and I heard her whining in the kitchen, I walked into the kitchen expecting to find her trying to get her sippy cup out of the fridge, but instead I found her stuck trying to get into the dryer. Now she’s mastered climbing into it. If I try to pull her out she freaks out. At least it’s not the toilet anymore.
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