Simple Plans Gone Awry

Sophia is a trouble seeking missile. If there is something she can get into that could result in some sort of permanent body damage, ensure that someone calls child services on us, or cause me to spend the next hour cleaning up a mess, you can be sure that she is making a beeline for it right now.

Our town house was full of dangerous and enticing things that caused Sophia much pleasure and me a whole lot of angst such as stairs, a stone fireplace, and an oven that was extremely hot to the touch.

Our new house came with a simple and fool proof plan. All we have to do is shut the doors to any room we want to keep Sophia out of. That is it - there are no stairs, no fireplace, and I can cook in the oven without needing to stay four feet away from it to avoid 2nd degree burns. Simple and fool proof.

Then Sophia showed us her new trick.



Although she never did it for the camera, she did open that door three times. Now she can continue to enjoy her two favorite games: put my hands in the toilet water before someone stops me and unroll the toilet paper while laughing. Meanwhile, I can continue to utter the phrase "Where's Sophie?" every thirty minutes or so.