David got into the trash the other day. Note the remote control in the middle of the mess. He had it with him when he dumped over the trashcan. It had coffee grinds on it, so I placed it on the table to be cleaned after I rinsed David off in the tub.... Twenty minutes later, the remote turned up missing. Austin said he threw it away because it was trash. (poor judgment on his part) I had already bagged the trash up, so I had to tear a hole in the bag and dig for the remote, which had fallen to the bottom of course. Gross!
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| wet coffee grounds and chicken fritter crumbs= YUCKY |
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| the little culprit after his bath |
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| You can't fool me with that sweet and innocent face, Dave. |
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