This is what I found in the kitchen today:
She had taken the step stool out of its storage place, opened it, pushed it across to the sink, climbed up it, climbed over it, into the sink. Then she turned on her beloved faucet. And was delighted.
Definitely her father's daughter. When he was little, he thought it was "hide and sink" and that is where he hid!
This is how we found her, happy as can be. It didn't even bother her that all her clothes were wet. This is what happens when babies have a love affair with water and are too smart for their own good!