A Photo Essay on Trouble

Here is Thumper.  He is going to look for some trouble.

We are at ABA, in the waiting room, and he sees the phone.  Tad uses it, so why can’t he?

He yanks the phone off the receiver.

I hang it back up, and he starts over.

Thumper then tries the “tasting” method.

And then he flashes a big smile, hoping that Mommy will just let him keep going.

But Mom moves him away and finds a new toy – a real toy – to play with.  Because Mom is a killjoy like that.

The End.

But not the end of this post… because today is Auntie’s 21st birthday!  Happy birthday, Auntie!  You are loved, you are legal… and I am old.

This entry was posted on Wednesday, January 15th, 2014 at 1:47 am and is filed under Children.
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