When my cousin Elliott was little and up to no good (which was often) and you asked him what he was doing, he’d say, “Anything.” That’s one of those sayings that has lasted with my family for like 25 years now. I feel like we are going to have a lot of those moments with Bug.
The other day, I gave him some goldfish in a snack cup while I did the dishes. He sat happily on the floor eating and playing with some random things… mainly a mixing bowl & a drum stick. He got really quiet, so I turned around. To this:
What you can’t see are the little goldfish crumbs that he had crushed into an oblivion in the bowl and on the floor. After I cleaned up his lovely mess, I asked him what he was doing. He gave me this look:
Anything. Trouble I tell you.