Treat

When Maggie hears the word "treat" it means one of these. Cookie means cookie, raisin means raisin, etc but treat, well, treat can only be one thing:

She loves treats. Here she is eating one...in mere seconds.

Then she feels too full to wear her pants. Off they come.

I wish this was a close-up. This is her skeptical look. I get it a lot.

I heard Maggie pull out a chair and climb up to play in the phone nook. I let her play there a good 15 minutes, took some pictures, and THEN noticed the huge box cutter sitting right in front of her. I felt like such a good parent!