As we have limited storage with our current living situation, many of Noelle's stuffed toys are stored in the playard. I noticed one day that the stuffed schnauzer had somehow made its way onto the floor. Thinking I must have knocked it out or accidentally dropped it, I just returned it to its home in the playard. A few hours later, while Chris was changing Noelle, I came in the room to find the culprit. He was just sitting there observing our activity in the room as if nothing were amiss. Who knows how many times Coach had ventured into forbidden territory. He has yet to learn the difference between his toy pile and hers.
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