Whos-your-daddy-v2-0-0 -

As soon as Mom left for the day, the —faster and smaller than ever thanks to the 2.0.0 updates—sprinted toward the kitchen with a newfound dash ability . Daddy scrambled to follow, clutching a pack of cabinet locks. He knew the drill: hide the bleach, move the knives, and for the love of everything, keep the baby out of the oven .

With a frantic dive, Daddy grabbed the Baby just inches from disaster. He quickly administered the necessary antidote to counteract the "window cleaner" the Baby had managed to sip earlier, watching the stabilize. As 4:00 PM approached, the house was a wreck—flooded, covered in flour, and half-burned—but the Baby was still breathing. whos-your-daddy-v2-0-0

Daddy heard a splash. The was filling at five times the usual speed! He rushed upstairs, only to find the Baby riding Fudge the Dog toward the stairs. Just as Daddy reached out to grab him, the Baby used his new knife —not for toast, but to give Daddy a quick poke that slowed him down just enough to make a break for the backyard. As soon as Mom left for the day,