On Sunday, we went to the Ciaglia's to meet their new baby boy, Calum (adorable), and to hang out on their back porch under the pergola. We figured Molly would love the Ciaglia's because they have a ton of toys, a yard, a dog, a water table, and even a mini child-sized playhouse. Heaven for a toddler.
She was pretty into the water table at first and immediately grabbed onto a small yellow truck that she held onto for the rest of the morning. I mean, all morning. She even kept that thing in her hand while she drank her bottle. Things started to go downhill around bottle time, and we were pulling out every trick in the book to keep Molly happy and prolong our time hanging out.
Finally, we admitted defeat and decided to pack Molly up to go home for a nap. She did not want to let go of that little truck, so Jason started gently prying her fingers off the truck one by one. That's when we realized...Molly's thumb was stuck in the window of the truck! Poor kid! We had to bust out the dish soap to slide her red and inflamed thumb out of there, and wouldn't you know it, 30 seconds after being set free, Molly went from a cranky mess to clapping her hands and smiling. Sheesh.
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