Trouble with a Capital T

Two nights ago I put Kenly down for 2 minutes while I fixed a bottle in the kitchen. In two minutes time, she managed to roll across the room. She located the dog's water bowl and turned it over. When I found her, she was wallowing in a puddle on the floor with a smug look on her face. She was so proud. I should have tried to explain that her actions were bad, but I broke down in laughter. What will I do when she starts crawling or walking?