Balcony

Well, daddy went out and baby-proofed the balcony, so she can’t slip through the bars or toss her toys out.  She can only toss what she can fit through the tiny little square, like my lip balm and other small items.  Needless to say, she *loves* it out there, it’s her favorite place to be.  Sunshine, breeze, 30 square feet of total luxury!  She drags her toys out there and splashes around in her, ahem, pool (bucket of water).  It’s her own little yard, for the time being.