Menace, Real not Phantom

Of late, instead of sitting contentedly on the bed playing with her toys every morning at dawn, Zerlynde has taken to climbing down the bed; cruising around it, crawling all over the room, nibbling the handphone battery charger, pulling at my laptop wire, flipping and tearing at my magazines, pulling all her toys and books down from the shelf, opening all my empty shoe boxes, in short, causing a riot and being a real menace to her sleepy mother and sometimes father.

I can't even type now without her thumping away at the keyboard........

The only way to keep her sitting still is playing her baby programmes on my laptop beside the bed which I am going to do next.......