All Things Inappropriate

Why is it that I can give the baby a blanket, a cool toy or a bottle, and she'll crawl all the way across the kitchen floor to haul off the fire extinguisher? It's like she has baby radar to find the worst possible thing to become obsessed with at the worst time. On Monday night we went out to dinner, to a nice restaurant, I might add, and she insisted on bringing her sneaker to chew on. Granted, it was brand new, and had never touched the ground, but the patrons in the restaurant don't know that. But, the fact that she projectile vomited her dinner across the dining room may have trumped the sneaker (needless to say, one hell of a tip was left). On Sunday I went out to do yard work, and Hayden insisted on bringing a plastic coat hanger with her. She threw such a crazy, demonic fit when I tried to take it away that I figured she could just have it. Tonight it was a water bottle. Not bad at all really, but I wish sometimes she could be obsessed with "kid" things. A lovey perhaps. A stuffed bear. But a fire extinguisher, a sneaker and a coat hanger? What are we, the Clampets?