Bad Boys, Bad Boys.

So today Russell opened a kitchen cabinet to check out what was inside, knocked over the kitchen stool, opened a drawer in the bathroom vanity to check out what was inside, pulled down a bath towel from the rack because it didn't have enough Russell toe marks in it, pulled up a carpet square to see what was under it, stuck his feet in our water bowl and moved it until it splashed half-dry, and yanked down a quilted wall hanging. All before Mom got home for lunch! She told me I had to keep an eye on him but really I'd rather keep my teeth on him.


You know, just as a reminder.