Sometimes, I just have to watch her make a plan and carry it out. If I interfered when I saw her going to the pantry to get the chips, then I'd have missed her pulling the purple chair over to get to the stool, getting a plate from the counter, climbing up on the purple chair to the barstool, and dumping the chips onto the plate so she can eat them. She was so busy, it scared the crap out of her when I asked "What are you doing???"
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