Burrowing

I have decided that the boy child is going to be the one with the forever bell attached to his neck.  He will always be in trouble and cause the most problems.  Today - we're minding our own business - just playing nicely and I hear this             Boom...   pause   Boom....   pause     Boom...  Pause.   
I look over to my left and what do I see?

 Sammy banging his head up against the wall.  Now naturally I know he does not get this from MY side of the family - so I am assuming this is a new free form of expression.  Or maybe he has just had it and need to get the hell out??  

At the same time I hear this weird scratching sound - like a wire brush? 
I look to my left and what do I see???

Maya has left a brush behind from the night before and Mary has decided it tastes pretty yucky.   This is the same table that was most recently used as Lake Aframian.

Now I have to look forward and show you the perfect angel of a child -

You see - Pia.  Mild mannered child by day.  Hateful screamer by night. 

As I have titled this post "burrowing" - I have to explain that within the five minutes of bliss - Sammy has made his way into territories that are off limits!  DANG BOY!  You see, we have put the stationary walker up to stop traffic toward the trash can and this is also the place I put the heater for safe keeping.  NOT ANY FREAKIN' MORE!!  LF has figured out how to burrow under the stationary walker and get his way to the BAD STUFF!  AUGH... And to make matters even worse - he has also figured out how to get under the crib.  He can now access the trash from both sides.

To put the cherry on top of this triple scooped sundae,  I think Mary is cheering him on!!!   I did tell you  you have to be on  your "A" game, remember?

But, at the end of the day - you totally forget how crazy they were because this is what we see at the end of the night before they go to bed ..   AWWWWWWW

I mean - how cute can they be????

 Much Love to all...
Zoltan OUT!