Little boys are too funny. This weekend Charlie did everything he could to drive me crazy. I went upstairs to change Peter's diaper, and came back down to this . . .
Then when I got out of the shower on Sunday, we found Charlie, next to my tulip patch, arms full of just the heads, smiling like he had done the greatest thing . . .
The sad thing is, I would have liked to take pictures of him in the midst of these messes, but then he might get the idea that we think it's funny and continue to do all these things. And as cute as he looked with his hands full of tulips, I don't want him popping the rest of the heads off. I only have a few left!
Then when I got out of the shower on Sunday, we found Charlie, next to my tulip patch, arms full of just the heads, smiling like he had done the greatest thing . . .
The sad thing is, I would have liked to take pictures of him in the midst of these messes, but then he might get the idea that we think it's funny and continue to do all these things. And as cute as he looked with his hands full of tulips, I don't want him popping the rest of the heads off. I only have a few left!
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Okay, now I don't feel so bad about what Riley has done. Seriously, I thought I was the only one that had a....get into everything son!
You may want to think about putting a lock on your microwave. Have you forgotten my phone on fire story?? Was he trying to make hot chocolate?
So frustrating...but so darn entertaining for the rest of us! Thanks for sharing!
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