Two

That is the only explanation I have for it.  He’s two and he just does what two year olds do.  I turn my back for a moment and there no telling where I might find him.

 

He is so ridiculously cute though, it is almost impossible to get mad at him even though I had rearrange all the medicine in the medicine cabinet.  I openly admit that instead of putting him in time-out for climbing up there that I just laughed at him and gave him a kiss.  I know, I know, I’m likely creating a monster, but he sure is a cute monster!