
Now, I've always joked that the key to being a good parent is being sure that my daughter doesn't "end up on the pole", and that sounds easy enough. Little did I know that the table dancing would start at such an early age. I clearly have a long road ahead of me. I tried many times to discourage it, but she was determined to climb on up there. Then she pee'd on her cheese. And that's not an analogy. Literally, she pee'd on her cheese - which quickly ended her table dance for good.

Rascal! OMG. I love that face.
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