A.J. is my name, and Trouble (with a capital T) is my game!
My, but Stu and I were lulled into complacency. Adam was an angel-baby. So easy, so peaceful, so self-sufficient. He's still self-sufficient...in finding all kinds of mischief to get into.
Last weekend, he managed to insert not one, not two, but THREE Wii games into the Wii console. Super-Dad Stu managed to remove all three games with some muscle and a tweezer and the games even still work!
This week, while I was out to dinner with a friend, Stu found little A.J. standing on a toddler chair, armpit deep in the fish tank. He managed to shatter the glass aquarium thermometer so I removed most of the water and cleaned out the tank on Wednesday morning. So far, all four fish have survived.
This child may end up being a robotic engineer, like his Grandpa Tom!
But for now, we just refer to his antics as Trouble.
Last weekend, he managed to insert not one, not two, but THREE Wii games into the Wii console. Super-Dad Stu managed to remove all three games with some muscle and a tweezer and the games even still work!
This week, while I was out to dinner with a friend, Stu found little A.J. standing on a toddler chair, armpit deep in the fish tank. He managed to shatter the glass aquarium thermometer so I removed most of the water and cleaned out the tank on Wednesday morning. So far, all four fish have survived.
This child may end up being a robotic engineer, like his Grandpa Tom!
But for now, we just refer to his antics as Trouble.
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