Doll Baby Holland

Okay, so she's not a baby anymore. Well, not when she's walking and getting into EVERYTHING. This is tough stuff. I am needing to tell her "no" for her safety, but she has no understanding of it. Yikes! Still, she is a doll and Rowan likes to call her our baby. Yesterday I found her draping her body over the railing of her crib (it's on the next to bottom level), just seconds away from flailing herself overboard. She would be the one to do it. So it looks like this evening will be spent struggling with the crib to lower it to the lowest notch. Our doll baby sure is cute, but she keeps us on our toes.