The Moment Alex Did Something Bad

The other morning I was busy getting ready to leave for work and left Alex to her own devices, scooting around the kitchen/living room area in her walker.  Every few seconds or so I would glance over to see what she was up to and for the most part she was harassing the cat with her incessant stares and vocalizations.  Then, things got quiet.  Despite my meager 9 months of parenthood, I'm no dummy.  I know when things get quiet children are up to something and surprisingly, even at 9 months, no noise means no good.  So, I walked over to investigate as she was no longer in my line of vision and as I came around the corner I saw both Alex and the cat (partners in crime already) playing with the begonia plant I had brought in from the cold.  "Alex!" I said and immediately her shoulders shot to her ears in a "Oh, crap" move, she dropped the stem and flowers from her hands and turned to look at me, grinning from ear to ear with her one, little dimple making me forget altogether what the problem was in the first place.  This leads me to one, important insight about myself:  I'm a sucker for cute blondes with dimples.

"What?  This plant?  I wasn't touching this plant I was just looking at it."