He may look innocent, but recently this little Tasmanian Devil has been caught throwing freshly laundered towels into a water-filled bathtub (among other things like mom's watch, hairbrush and make-up bag), stuffing puzzle pieces down the heating vents, using his milky cereal for art projects, swirling his toys tornado-style around the room (watch out for the flying cash register), escaping the apartment in an embarrassing state of nudity, and trying to make a break from a restaurant by running out onto the city streets. He also has a particular fondness for throwing things off of store shelves and yanking shirts from clothing racks.
But in spite of his recent criminal activity, he still managed to make time to kiss each and every one of his mom's owies, give plenty of hugs, giggle, dance, do all the actions to "Eensie Weensie Spider" and "Do As I'm Doing", answer the phone when he knew it would be Daddy ("Hi, Daddy!!!" he said with buttons bursting), and generally spread delight and joy wherever he went.
So you can see that the jury might still be swayed in favor of leniency. But today's weather forecast almost certainly calls for a time-out and slight chance of spanking, sometime this afternoon.
It's amazing just how rascally (to borrow a word from Fiona) one little cutie pie can be.
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Bonnie this post just cracks me up. Only because I have been there. Thankfully this stage passes and another one begins. Ethan has begun to escape. A couple weeks ago he was wearing Hayden's old backpack and had his shoes on. I casually asked if he was going to school. Then next thing I hear is Ella yelling that Ethan is outside. He managed to make it about 50 yards toward the school.
Jill, it is so nice to know other mothers deal with this insanity as well. It is amazing how fast little legs can run!
Which is just one more reason why it is wonderful when they sleep. No destruction, just sweetness. I'd say we need to get our boys together, but containing the madness might be a little hard. ;)
Every time I read about Michael I think of Samuel. I think they are kindred spirits for sure. It is a good thing they are so cute and sweet.
So "rascally" and yet I still feel the need to smooch those dimple right off his face.
In the pic. He looks like he's ready for trouble, yet he also has a sweet innocence in his face too. I sure love those dimples.
I love this post Bonnie. You capture the unpredictability of motherhood (and childhood) in every devilish prank, as well as the way they surprise you with unsolicited affection! Rascally. Could that be what we're in for when it comes to boys?
That pic is so adorable. He totally has the innocent-yet-mischievous look going... "rascally" is just the perfect word, huh?!
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