We were eating dinner tonight, and both children ate reasonably well, which was a pleasant change. Morgan was pretty much done her food, but still had her fork, and was playing with it.
Mom asked for the fork.
Morgan continued to play.
"Just give it to me..."
To which Morgan responded by thrusting the fork, pointy side forward, towards Mom's hand.
"Don't stab me with it!" she exclaimed and took the fork.
Now you are likely thinking "She didn't know any better..." but you would have to know Morgan. She looks so cute and sweet and innocent. And thats what she wants you to believe as she is...
... stabbing you with a fork.
... stepping on the cat.
... pulling all the movies off the shelf.
... pouring water/tea/pop all over the couch/floor.
... yanking on the wiring behind the entertainment unit, nearly clearing the top of it in the process.
Yes, she is our cute, sweet, innocent little demon hell-child from the 9th level.
We never had this much trouble with the older one.
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