Daddy's stinky sock - ewwwwwww!
Books are ok to touch, obviously...but she pulled them all out. FUN!
(I remember doing this as a child - just so I could re-shelve them all. OCD started young with me, I think.)
The fridge...again, this is ok. She was going after her teething rings - or maybe my wine. We're not sure.
Forget the wine! There's Daddy's BEER!
You think Scott would give his beer to a baby? No. So, here's a butter knife.
"Ahhhh...I think I'll take a break."
Back at it again!