Look Who Found the Toilet Paper

It's past 11 and the baby is still awake; not quite the Saturday night I had imagined. I gave up on fighting to get her down hours ago and reluctantly decided to put her to bed with me (once I conquered the folding of four loads of laundry, that is).

This photo is proof that silence means Eloise is up to no good. Look who discovered the toilet paper when I wasn't watching...