Natalie is mobile enough now that doing household chores with her around is getting more difficult. She climbs into the dishwasher, eats paper, unfolds laundry, and chews on power cords, shoes, or anything else left in her path. Entertaining, yes. Helpful, not so much. I'm just waiting for her to figure out how to pull on the tablecloth. Anyone who has ever seen our dining room table (a.k.a. the place where all papers go to die) knows just how screwed we are.