aggravation

[flea]

I am cooking mac n cheese. Casper is sitting on the stool smashing elbow macaroni with the blunt end of the salt shaker. Small pieces of pasta are spraying over the kitchen.

mr. flea: "Why are you doing that?"
Casper: "To aggravate."
me (can't believe my ears): "You're doing this to aggravate us?"
Casper: "Yes."
me: "Well, you're succeeding."

Rainy, cold days full of quiet and domestic snuggling are all well and good, but we forgot the massive energy that even a mellow two year old possesses. Would like Kid Habitrail now, please.

Comments

[mearagrrl.livejournal.com]

Yes, one with little breathing holes in it! I'll bet she'd love it.