Note baby spreading joy and pans. [ed: No sound, so you can't hear the joy.]
Then... the fridge opens. Pure, unadulterated joy! Go! Go baby go!
Dh decides to let her hold the fridge door open for him. Thunk.
Chocolate sauce! And... stuff! Yes!
And then she swims away to prostrate herself before her idol. Well, she's trying to play with the wooden molding on the wall, but you can't really see that.
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