….make me a mess! ” That is what mom says to me every day. Or at least that is what I hear. I think perhaps she might be asking me not to make a mess. It is hard for me to distinguish between certain words as I might have experienced some hearing loss due to my incessant screaming of late. It is spring time you know. In any case, I decided to follow my interpretation of her words and destroy, destroy, destroy! I couldn’t decide whether I should cache my whiffle ball until later or tear it apart right away. As with any three-year old brain, I simply could not wait. I have no concept for time anyway. Here is the result of my hard work!
I love watching mom and dad sweep the floor. I have them so well trained.