She putters to the kitchen grabs one item from my purse, putters back to the chair to drop it off, and then heads back for more. My purse is full of junk, I mean stuff, so she has already made 15-20 trips back and forth. And she thinks she is doing something bad so she's got the cutest devious grin.
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