She's Two!! (Oh, Sh*t)

Recently E. is unstoppable.  In the best and worst way.  A few examples: insisting on helping make dinner every night, knowing where her shoes, socks, and coat all go after we come in the door, fighting tooth-and-nail with Avery over something she's decided is hers, talking in four and five-word sentences, climbing on anything and everything, breaking and entering, burning scrap wood in a bucket out back....okay, kidding about those last two.  But she's a "pistol," as they say.  It's the second-child thing.  They want to do everything the older one does, and they're not as closely supervised.  So it's scissors, scotch tape, toilet paper, tissues, hand lotion, baking soda, oven mits, loose wires, old cell phones, underwear, out-of-season clothes and junk toys from Chick-fil-A....these are the tools of toddlerhood, and they are powerful.