Flash forward 5 minutes...Evie was standing in the exact same spot, crying the exact same amount. The tone hadn't changed; the volume hadn't changed...nothing. Same cry.
So, I got up and walked in there only to find that the child is STUCK! Stuck by the HAIR in a cabinet hinge! OMG!
Guilt hit me almost immediately. When I got her free (minus a chunk of hair), she said, "Momma, it bited my hair!"

Poor kid probably has a huge bald spot now!
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