But there are these
devious sweet little people in my life that keep me on my toes constantly.
Most recently this one has been the usual suspect when it has come to destruction, mayhem and general naughtiness.
So stinkin' cute.
So stinkin' naughty.
Earlier this week, I was on the phone trying to make arrangements for a speech therapy evaluation for the little guy. It's my fault - I've fostered his paci addiction in an attempt to keep my sanity. Consequently, I guess I've stunted him because he mostly talks around that paci and doesn't correctly articulate the beginning or end of words.
Anyway, our baby monitor is one of those wifi devices that I can view through a password protected app on my phone. So, when I finished my very brief phone call, I switched back to the monitor view only to see this.
Yes, that little glowing eyed creature is Banjo. And yes, he's in Juicy's crib.
Who was sleeping.
But was then no longer.
I mean. Is nothing sacred?!