We are all in BIG TROUBLE!!!

Today, again, I realize that our daughter Ella, is a mini Collin.  This evening, she pulled her little wagon up to the counter, climbed up on the wagon, extracted some items off of the counter, and brought them to her Dad.  Does this story sound familiar?  Iris once told me a story of little Collin at about 2 years old, pulling his wagon up to the gate of the farm yard fence, untying the string locking the gate, and bringing it to her.  The apple really does not fall far from the tree. Carl and Iris are looking down on us and LAUGHING THEIR ASSES OFF!!!