I was picking up around the house the other morning and realized I hadn't heard Lela in a while. I started calling for her. Nothing. Called more. Nothing. Ran upstairs to see if she had locked herself in her sister and brothers room. Nothing. I ran down to my room. I peeked into the dark closet and.... there that little stinker was. In the back of the closet sitting in her bumbo with her blankie.
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