A girl that becomes independent. Tonight I was cutting up a cucumber for Graycen and I to eat with our dinner. I left the room for a few minutes to take a phone call and come back to this:
Graycen has discovered she can reach things if she goes and gets her little step stool we bought her for washing her hands and brushing her teeth. This isn't the first time something like this has happened. I'm just lucky I moved the knife.