Testing, Testing: 1, 2, 3

Yesterday, Reilly’s favorite activities were the following:

1) Stripping the piping between our air conditioner and the window. Piping that took me a very long time to get perfectly in place, so that no air would seep in between the window and the air unit.
2) Trying to stick her fingers in between the guards of the fan.
3) Placing her head inside the plastic drycleaner bag that covers Shawn’s suit jacket, which was hanging from her closet handle in the kitchen.

The results of Reilly’s favorite activities from yesterday:

1) Warm air and mosquitoes floated in from outside.
2) I had to turn off the fan and put it away, which further increased the already rising temperature of the apartment due to #1 above.
3) By this point I was so irritated I just let her play with the plastic bag. I mean, what’s the worst that could happen? (Just a joke, folks!)

I couldn’t decide whether Reilly was playing with these things because they were inherently fun, or because she knows they’re off-limits. And I don’t know if it was the heat of the apartment or the fact that Reilly had been under my care for almost 48 hours (Shawn was in Orlando), but the kid was really getting under my skin. I mean, who knew an eleven-month-old would be testing her boundaries so early?