BANG, Bang, Bang, bang...!
What's that noise you ask? It's just Lucas repeatedly banging the remote control against the edge of the TV table. I had just gotten off the phone with Ben and the Mortgage Broker when I heard the noise. At first I thought Lucas was playing with a box of diapers, but realized it was really loud, so I ran downstairs as fast as I could to find him battling it out with the table. Luckily he only hit it in one spot over and over and over as opposed to all over the table, so we'll have to fix that one spot - right in the front. Thanks, Lucas.
Also accomplished today: Successfully biting off both ends of a perfect Nerf football; running through the house covered in blackberry slobber (but not making a mess); throwing a super tantrum in Wal-mart on an errand to buy diapers (not toys), all the while kicking mom in the gut; and after all this still managing to be really cute.
Tonight after dinner Ben made note that we still have 16 years to go, and predicted that some day he'll get ahold of a hammer in the kitchen and a baseball bat in his room. I'd like to think that he'll learn not to beat the crud out of things, but we'll see...
Also, here are a couple more pictures of Lucas's latest art projects: