Soda's POV
After a few weeks, Brianna was walking without help most of the time. And she was walking everywhere. Wandering from one area of the living room to the other. Plus, she was discovering that she could pull stuff off the shelves. She had already pulled most of Pony's books down, tossing them on the floor with a thud.
"No, Brianna, we don't throw uncle Pony's books on the floor." I told her putting the books back on the shelf, hoping that he didn't care how they were placed.
Brianna just walked away. A minute later, I heard the sound of paper moving. I turned just in time to see Brianna pull Darry's news paper off the chair, one sheet at a time, making a small mountain on the floor.
"Brianna!" I cried a little more harshly than I intended.
Brianna looked at me and her eyes started to water.
I walked over to her and picked her up. "Honey, I'm not mad. Here, let's put uncle Darry's paper back. Then we'll find something for you to play with."
After giving her a kiss, I carefully put the paper back in order and set it back on the chair. Only to turn around to find Brianna ripping the pages of one of Pony's notebooks for school. This time, Pony came and took the notebook from her. He was just getting home from the movies.
"Here, you can have these few pages. But I need these." Pony said taking the paper from Brianna but ripping out a few blank pages and handing them to her.
"Why'd you do that?" I asked.
Pony shrugged. "I figure she's going to tear up paper anyway, I might as well give her some that's okay to tear up."
I grinned. "She's certainly been getting into stuff."
Pony laughed, "Yeah. Did Darry tell you that she managed to pull the container of flour off the kitchen counter? He didn't have it pushed back because he was making the cake for today and she managed to push it just enough to get it to fall. Then, she sat down and played in the flour while Darry stood there trying not laugh."
"Sure, I go back to school and she does something cute while I'm away." I said, pretending to be upset.
Pony just laughed and walked to the book shelf to get a book. "Did Brianna get to the shelf again?"
"Yeah." I replied. "Why, are your books in the wrong order?"
"I didn't have them in a specific order. I just noticed that they're not the way they were when I left." Pony said. "But it's really not a big deal."
I went over to where Brianna was happily ripping the paper Pony had given her. The carpet where she sat had pieces of paper scattered all over making it look like it had snowed there. She just looked up at me and grinned. Then she went back to ripping the paper. Making an even bigger mess on the floor.