You may have noticed that I have been short on words lately.  Odd.  I am never short on words.  I always have plenty of things to say.  In truth, there was no shortage of things to type.  There were, however, a shortage of keys left on my keyboard with which to type.  That’s right.  The other day, I thought the Bub was downstairs watching a movie with the Foof.  When the movie ended and the Foof emerged, I asked her how her movie was, then inquired as to whether the Bub was downstairs or not.  To which she replied that he had not been watching the movie with her.  Where did I find him?  Upstairs.  Gleefully pulling off each letter from my laptop keyboard.  Great.  I have now relocated my old keyboard from an ancient computer and attached it to my laptop.  That works.  What else has he been up to just this past week?  Well, he plugged up the master bathtub and filled it with a couple of inches of water.  Then, he proceeded to throw stuff in.  A garbage can full of garbage, some make-up, a hairbrush.  Thank goodness there were no plugged-in curling irons!  This adventure was not only annoying, but could have also been really dangerous!  And, yet another bit of mischief.  The other morning, I failed to put the sandwich making materials away immediately after making lunches for the girls.  I left the kitchen for a minute.  The Foof is suddenly calling out to me.  “Mom!  The Bub is making a HUGE mess!  HURRY!!!”  A big mess indeed:

He is just like his Daddy was at that age.  So, Char (my cute mother-in-law)…I now understand.  But, he is just so cute and happy and funny.  What a crazy baby.  Peanut butter everywhere!  Here’s hoping that next week will be a little less adventurous!