And the Mother of the Year Award goes to…

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So far today I have found my 17-month-old baby:

a) at the top of our foyer stairwell, feet on the landing, head on the 2nd step down, one hand flailing, one hand holding on to the wall for dear life;

b) playing with husband’s razors (yes the caps were on, thank heavens!) in the master bathroom;

c) sitting in the middle of the kitchen table, hands full of markers and crayons. 

And that was all before 2:30 pm.