Fair Trade Agreement

I tried to trade momma a handful of my dry apple dapple cereal for the rest of whatever she was eating for breakfast, but she declared it not a fair trade.

So I then tried to climb into her lap so I could steal directly from the bowl, but momma informed me she knew what I was up to and it wasn't going to work.

It isn't that I don't like apple dapples.  I just like whatever it was momma was eating more.

Head Trauma

Laundry baskets don't count as a helmet when running through the house like a maniac, bouncing off walls.

I'm made of pure cheese!

Lollies

Momma says you can tell I'm the daughter of a banker by my ability to eat lollies on my own, without help, at my age.

Trapped

Momma says I'd get caught in a racoon trap every time.  I don't know what that means though..

Oh look!  A shiny!

Wait, why is my arm stuck?

OH NOES I'M TRAPPED FOREVER!

Oh thank you for freeing me!

But wait, the shiny!

Oh noes, I'm stuck again!

Chase

Daddy was chasing me, then I was chasing him, then he was chasing me, then I was chasing him.  Then in the middle of me chasing him, he stopped, got really low, and growled at me.  I think he was trying to scare me.  But I wasn't sacred.  I did punch him in the nose though.  Hard.  Then I giggled just to be sure he knew I wasn't scared.