Last evening..Peanut was playing with my mouse. She was fascinated with the mouse cord which was kinda long, and she kept pulling at it until the cord wound at her wrist and she couldn't free herself. So she struggled with it for a good minute.
Me and BigB were sitting behind her, and we were snickering at her. And she probably knew she was in trouble, so she didn't look for us for help just in case we'll scold us but instead she concentrated on freeing herself. But she heard our laughter, and so she started crying.
I told myself to harden my heart; and to just let her get out of the mess herself, but her pitiful cry really broke my heart. So I rushed to her, untangled the cord around her wrist and scooped her up and smothered her with kisses and told her it's okay, i'll help you.
I'll let her grow up another day. For now, she's still my baby.