This is for my Sarah Beth. An account of her daily adventures and discoveries.

Just a quickie.  Sarah has taken to using her little pink plastic chair whenever she can't reach something.  Especially if it involves candy, cookies or some other scumptious treat.  Just now she asked me for a cookie.  I told her we didn't have any.  She opened the pantry, walked over to her pink chair, placed it in front of the shelves and carefully stood up on the seat.  She said, "Ok, Mom I see the cookies.  I need to lift me up more."  I knew we didn't have any cookies and I told her so.  She said, "I see them, get off the couch and come lift me up more."  I stifled my laugh, and went over to the pantry.  Picked her up and she pointed to a box of crackers.  She got her "cookies".