Up to his old tricks again!

As usual, things got a little too quiet this afternoon and I found myself on the prowl for Dennis once again...

...only to find him under the kitchen table delightfully scooping out handfuls of Bisquick and licking it off his fingers, the floor, his legs, wherever! See that look of glee in his eyes, I couldn't get too mad.

He kept telling me, "I like it and love this salt Mom, you want to try some?" Um, no thanks.

And whilst typing up this eversolovely post, I once again, couldn't hear the pitter-patter of his busy feet. I enlisted Miss B on the hunt and we both came upon him at once...too cute, and curled up in the corner...little bum up in the air and everything. Then all the things he did today, like getting the cheese out of the fridge and taking little mouse bites out of it, dumping out the last of the crummy-crumbs from the Life box onto the carpet, and pulling all the wipes out into a most-triumphant pile, which will never go back in the way they were... all seem cute and almost-endearing when you look at that peaceful little face.