He's up to mischief again! I was in the other room for all of 2 minutes, when my terrorizing two year old caused quite the mess {with a full box of cornstarch. I had NO idea one of those small boxes could hold so much}. I don't have my camera right now, so I can't show you the white couches {they used to be tan}, or the white hardwood floors {previously dark brown}. Just trust me... it's one big gigantic mess {the only kind Owen knows}. {I also have crunched up ice-cream cones ALL, and I mean ALL over the house. He emptied and crunched up an entire box of 24 ice-cream cones this morning and I have yet to clean them up}.
He immediately hid in the basement. When I called his name the only reply he would give was... "don't bank {spank} me". We usually do time outs, but yes it's true he's had a couple of spankings in his 2 and half years on this earth. You may not agree with spankings, but then again... you've never tried raising my Owen, have you?
He narrowly escaped spanking this time. I merely showed him his enormous mess and a big grin came over his face, "I do that" he said. Heaven help me with this boy {I'm pretty sure heaven already is helping me because I couldn't have made it this far on my own}.
Notice the white hair/shirt. The picture doesn't do it justice. The only problem is that he's so adorable that I can't stay frustrated with him for long. I'm afraid this darling boy has his mother wrapped around his little finger :).
Notice the mangy looking doggy. This particular stuffed animal goes EVERYWHERE with Owen. They're partners in crime.
