Before I headed off to work this morning, I had Kate and Connor in the breakfast room playing. When I went to get my cereal, I heard laughing. By the time I came back (10 feet away), I heard tears. Poor little Connor was being abused by Kate putting her fingers in his mouth and then by pulling on his ears. She probably considers it payback from him chewing on her hair in the crib last night.
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