Chaos
I've recently developed a few new weapons in my ongoing mission to bring complete chaos to the household.
My MO is to use all means necessary to avoid proper placement of all diapers, shirts, onesies, pants, etc. (not shoes - I still love shoes). Last night I had Mommy going for a good 15 minutes trying to catch me with a diaper. She finally got me and strapped me down to the changing table. Curses!
I found where Daddy keeps his razor for his hair, and attempted to cut my hair like Daddy - I guess it wasn't turned on since it didn't seem to work. I still have all my hair. Maybe tomorrow.
To mix things up a bit, I've gotten good at giving kisses. My favorites are the oven, sliding glass door, mirrors, windows and books. Oh, and Daddy sometimes too. But not Mommy. Unless I'm really sleepy.
My MO is to use all means necessary to avoid proper placement of all diapers, shirts, onesies, pants, etc. (not shoes - I still love shoes). Last night I had Mommy going for a good 15 minutes trying to catch me with a diaper. She finally got me and strapped me down to the changing table. Curses!
I found where Daddy keeps his razor for his hair, and attempted to cut my hair like Daddy - I guess it wasn't turned on since it didn't seem to work. I still have all my hair. Maybe tomorrow.
To mix things up a bit, I've gotten good at giving kisses. My favorites are the oven, sliding glass door, mirrors, windows and books. Oh, and Daddy sometimes too. But not Mommy. Unless I'm really sleepy.