Removing ALL the pots from the cupboard;
Twanging the doorstop—you know, the wobbly spring kind;
“Look, Mommy! I got a handful of cat fur”—I’m amazed the cats still stay in the room. I can’t decided if they’re patient, dumb, or just too lazy and stubborn to give up a comfy spot, no matter what;
Blowing bubbles in the tub—thought I’d have to teach him this one, but apparently it comes naturally;
Pooping in the tub—we almost made it a full year without this happening. Tonight our number was up;
Putting objects in parents’ shoes. Shawn Writes Stuff has mentioned this phenomenon. It would seem it’s not unique to his children:
At least, he seems to have moved on from trying to eat my shoes.