“Sutton, where did you put that toothbrush you were holding?”
“Under the sea.”
“What do you mean ‘Under the sea’…?”
(singing) “Wandering free… I want to be… part of your wooooooooorld!”
… and with that, I realized we’d have to childproof our new house after all.
(Side note: while I was typing this, Sutton locked herself in the bathroom. It took 10 minutes to get her out.)