A few days ago, our nice neighbour gave bb S a big Minnie Mouse balloon, wishing her a speedy recovery. It backfired. She grabbed on to us tightly and cried each time she saw Minnie. We had no choice but to move Minnie to the attic. Strangely, bb S seems to know where we hid Minnie and would look up to the attic if we ask “ where’s Minnie?”. She doesn’t cry anymore though we wouldn’t want to risk it . Maybe Minnie can stand in as a gate / barrier in time to come when we need to prevent her from crawling upstairs. Tsk tsk tsk , bad parenting.
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