Hurricane Alex

Friday night I headed towards the parlor where I had left Alex with his snack and a movie. As I got close I stopped and stared. I said “Alex, what happened in here?” Alex had gotten into the trash can again (which he does less and less, but still has a fascination with), and the contents were now all over the entryway to the parlor and he was sitting by the couch, again under the blanket, innocent as can be, sucking his thumb. Needless to say the movie got stopped and Alex helped me clean up the mess. But not before I took a picture first…

3 thoughts on “Hurricane Alex

  1. That’s my grandson. Always strive to look innocent even though you’re the only one that could possibly be the culprit!

  2. You know, the more I thought about this, the more I could picture a little girl looking all innocent swinging in her swing while her mother looked all over the house for the paperback book she had been reading. The giggle gave her away. I wonder what 2 1/2 year old that was???