Why God WHY

Boogins has taken to eating the rug at the front door. It's one of those basic black mats with a rubber bottom. She thinks the rubberized bottom is the best snack. I've chased her away from it no less than 5 times today. What has she then taken up? Oh, my sneaker. Ooooooo! Sneakers are tasty! Chase her off that and she's on to my black flats. Arg! I finally managed to wrangle all the shoes from her mouth, but now she's toting about a cereal bar wrapper that she snatched. There's no need to buy this child toys...she prefers to play with the pot pie box! Oh a kitchen hand towel. Which I just caught her wearing on her head, only deterred by running into the playpen and falling over. But getting right back up and putting the towel back on her head. I really can't wait to hear all the funny things that she's going to say.