Mr. Mischievous

So "E-J Squeeze" is now figuring out what he's not suppose to touch. By that I do not mean he's learning to avoid forbidden objects, but rather his mischievous laughter and delighted smile as he goes for that which is prohibited. The trash can, the camera, the curtains, the fan, the phone, the dog dish, the dog toys, and the list goes on. It's rather amusing to see how much fun he has in getting in trouble. Just look at that smile as he begins stripping books from their shelf. I'm sure our infant disciplinary methods lend to such casual concern for our rules. Well, until he grows weary of being removed from the fun and resorts to a look of distress and a pitiful cry.