Cookie Monster

The other day I was "otherwise occupied," and I heard Ella moving around. A few minutes later I heard her feet scamper across the wood floor. Then I heard her set down a stool in the kitchen. I looked around and saw the two stools I expected to see so I was a bit confused as to what was going on. Here's the conversation:

Jana: Ella, what are you doing?
Ella: I'm just standing here.
J: What are you standing on?
E: A stool.
J: Where did you get the stool?
E: From upstairs.

Yes, she had gone all the way upstairs to her bedroom, retrieved the stool and brought it all the way downstairs. Now I KNEW she was up to something.

J: What are you doing on the stool?
E: I'm just getting a cookie!

A few minutes later, I went into the kitchen and moved the bag of cookies farther back on the counter. A few minutes after that, I heard the bag crinkling. When I went into the kitchen, Ella had soundlessly (I have no idea how she managed it) moved a chair across the floor so she could get another cookie! Can I just chalk that one up to good problem solving skills?

So, Ella has figured out how to be mischievous! She answered every question truthfully, but certainly without any extra detail. I found it quite amusing as well as a little bit scary!