Now that Ashlyn is tall enough (on her tip toes) to reach the kitchen trash can, she enjoys exploring this area a few times a day.
First I hear Ashlyn crawling on the tile floor, pound, pound, pound, pound, making her way to her new found love.
But then I hear this, "Mmmmm."
Then you will hear me running across the tile floor and raising my voice, "Oh Ashlyn! Gross!"