We've run into a minor problem. It seems the girls have started taking their climbing skills from the couch to other. ... shall we say, less climber friendly objects in the house. Like the oven. The baby gate. The bathtub wall. Each other. The one that really concerned me, though, was the oven door. Now before you get all preachy on me and ask "how could you snap a photo in a time like this", you should know that Sly had a stunt double for this shot. Arianna, of course, insists on doing all her own action shots. Actually I had my iPhone out already (still working on that Apple sponsorship) to take another photo when I caught this out of the corner of my eye. I instinctively took a picture. And then promptly freaked out. See the actual pic further below. Of course as I'm trying to get the point across to Arianna that this is not OK, Genevieve walks up and does the same thing. It's like a tag-team. How am I supposed to keep them off this thing? They even placed a stupid little drawer on the bottom of the oven that doesn't practically fit a single thing in it but allows its handle to be used as the first rung of our new toy ladder. Damn you Frigidaire!!!!!