How Did I Get Here?

Ophelia was sick all weekend, but feeling better yesterday afternoon after a couple naps and a trip to the doctor.

She played all afternoon, crawling around, playing with toys, following me around the kitchen. At one point, she was in the living room and came over towards the kitchen with toys. I could hear her on the other side of the bar. When she started to whine and fuss, this is what I found. I had heard her move the bar stool, but have no idea how she did this.

She looks happy, but believe me, she was not. It's a grimace, not a smile. That face is the face of a whining child on the verge of tears.