Instead of cleaning my house top to bottom (like I soooo should), I have been playing with the little guy, and doing this instead....
I can't help it. I tried to start cleaning while he was still up and he thought it was SO fun to take out everything I was putting away. He was taking his toys and throwing them at Hank. I have *stuff* in every room on the floor.
Cal just went over to my nativity scene (a wedding gift), and shook the table back and forth as hard as he could and one of my wise men fell and broke. I was so sad, but it was my own fault. He knew right away that he shouldn't have touched it and walked to the stairs saying "night night". He was ready to put himself to bed! HA!
Off to clean clean clean (which Eddie thinks is a waste of time to do today since the showing isn't until 2:30 tomorrow-- he thinks that gives Cal a LOT of time to wreck havoc between now and then.....).
