|I snuck into her room when she got quiet, expecting trouble but instead...|
Looking at me she moved around the table, now about five feet away from where she had knocked down the cup. She looked at me, then bent over to peer under the table at the cup, looked back at me, pointed at the cup and said, very clearly, "It's too far."
She continued to play as I sat there thunderstruck. When I could think again, I laughed so hard I think I hurt something.
Life is going to be interesting with this little one around.
*For some degree of help that includes taking things out of where they belong at least as much as putting things back into where they belong.