Lorelei does NOT.
She climbs, slides, pulls and generally does everything she can to risk her life. I usually shut all of the doors in our bedroom (closets and bathroom) since it is a fairly benign room that normally doesn't lead to trouble. Today I found Lorelei on top of two boxes in Jason's closet. (Bad Daddy for leaving that door open!)
As I type this, she is perched with one foot on a toy and the other trying to curl around the desk for leverage, reaching over for a cup. Death wish?
She does these devilish little things, and then when she gets caught, she giggles and grins. And then, she is content to snuggle in my arms.
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