Exploration

I was sitting at the computer trying to do a few minutes of work on a stormwater permit that would soon be due and I heard a clang, bang, clink, plunk sound. I followed the noise and this is what I found:

I really remember that cabinet being closed. Either Mandy opened it for him or he opened it himself, which would not be all that surprising to me because the child is the epitome of inquisitiveness. He tries to open everything, get into everything, take apart everything, lick everything, eat everything, and just in general tries to touch and examine everything he can get his little hands on. But I really can't be mad at him. He is so stinkin' cute. Even when he is getting into trouble. Or maybe I should say especially when he is getting into trouble. I think that he must have a "cute" button to push whenever he is making mischief to make sure that instead of getting mad at him I just want to kiss him and gobble him up.