Right before she tore into a box of tampons

Taken on June 23, 2005. I think it was one of those days I put her on the floor in the bathroom while I used the toilet because she couldn’t stand to be away from me for more than a few seconds. In this group of pictures on the hard drive there’s this shot of the mess she created, all these cotton balls and q-tips and sanitary napkins she yanked out of the drawers and scattered like an abstract painting on the floor. Notice the bottle of nail polish remover sitting there in the hallway behind her. Yeah, we used to let her chew on that when she got cranky.