In spite of the plethera of toys at her disposal, Noelle seems to find Coach's toy basket much more interesting. She put one of her rattles in his basket and grabbed an old cup Coach likes to chew on. She actually got it before I could stop her; I didn't think she could get to it. I suppose the grass is always greener at any age.
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