Dangerous

This morning we got started a little later than usual, since I'm still dragging a bit from my cold. Thus I was rushing by the time I hit the shower, trying to get ready in time for the arrival of Nic's speech therapist. While thus indisposed, I heard a loud crash...and then silence. I figured no crying was a good sign, so I didn't jump out to check. A few minutes later Tommy runs into the bathroom to deliver this lovely nugget of information:

"Mom, Nicolas is doing something DANGEROUS."

I ran out to this scene:



Nicolas had taken their entire box of audio tapes (yes, I said tapes - we are old school around here), dumped it out, opened and separated every case, removed every tape, taken out every tape liner, and scattered them all across our living room floor. He was so pleased with himself. Look at this smile:


Needless to say I had a whole lot more to do in even less time than I had planned. At least we didn't get locked in any rooms this time, and there was no drooling...

Please pray for the aforementioned troublemaker tomorrow (Tues) at 1pm CST (11am PST). He is having a big blood draw and he is not going to enjoy it.