And I went into the living room to find this:
This is the third time she has torn apart a pack of Kleenex. I can't bear to throw perfectly good Kleenex away, so I've used nothing but partially shredded tissues for the past month. Each time she's found them in a different place: a drawer in the bathroom, my purse, the diaper bag. Oh well - at least it kept her quitely occupied for 15 minutes!