I walked away while he was sitting nicely watching a cartoon, I needed to take the trash out. My computer was up, and open. On top of my desk that he is not allowed to climb on or hang from because it’s a little fragile. And there are things on top of it. Like computers. Frames. Flowers with a vase full of water.
I would love to tell you that I’m surprised by this, but this is happening more and more frequently. He is a stinker through and through. Not only that but he’s 100% different from his sister at this age. And much bigger.
I will grey prematurely because of this one. Which is not me complaining at all – it’s just fact. I take it in stride. Today there was no ER visit. But we’re only half way through the day.