You know Matthew's into something he shouldn't be when it's quiet. Apparently even at not-quite-two he has some inner baby sense of when he's doing something Mommy and Daddy wouldn't approve of.
Still, sometimes you just figure, "We've babyproofed the important stuff; it's worth it for a few minutes of peace." This morning was one of those times for me. When I got up to see what he was up to, he had grabbed his tube of baby toothpaste from the counter -- if it's close enough to the edge he can grab it now, so we try to leave things there that he'd never get into, like fruit -- and was squeezing it into his mouth. And all over himself, of course.
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