Did you ever wonder what a two-year-old boy (who is bored out of his mind from "taking it easy") would do with 90 seconds alone with a pair of scissors.
Wonder no more...
Now I'm definitely not complaining. I'm fully aware of the fact that the damage could have been MUCH worse. No new haircut. No destroyed books. And most importantly, no missing fingers. So we've survived our first "guess-who-found-the-scissors" moment! :-)
(And in case you're wondering, that face is a mixture of guilt over what was done and fear of what's to come with a smidgen of excitement about getting to play with the grown-up scissors.)
2 comments:
ok...i had to laugh. thank goodness it wasnt that gorgeous hair! (and of course, not a finger) and the fact that he has his HAND stuck through the holes is pretty hilarious too! ahhhh...never dull at the lewis house!
Well, so much for that cute little shirt...guess he didn't like it and wanted to be sure he didn't have to wear it again!
Love, Aunt Libby
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