Lucy wants to take out your garbage.

Try to ignore the huge mess in our house, and focus instead on Lucy's awesome new toy...the diaper pail. Nothing says "fun" like a plastic receptacle full of, quite possibly, the most disgusting contents a human being could ever conceive of and enough germs to keep Lysol busy for the next century. I think the big deal is that if you move the handle up and down, as if you're depositing a diaper, it makes a very satisfying ker-plunking noise.

If you try to take the diaper pail away (WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT?), Lucy very stealthily (see below) grabs the handle and just moves it into the other room. Like, THEY'LL NEVER FIND ME IN HERE!

Also, I don't have a picture of it yet, because it's so terrifying, but if the gate into the kitchen (and the kitchen stairs) is left anything less than deadbolted like a New York City apartment, Lucy will look right at you, run through the gate, swing it closed behind her and then run for the stairs. She fully intends to (a) disable her pursuers, and (b) plunge down the stairs headfirst, presumably just to see what happens...because pain is fun! It's starting to seem like a Road Runner cartoon around here. BEEP BEEP!