As was expected, with Tyson's newly found mobility comes new interests. His latest? Rearranging anything he has the strength to move. Apparently he has decided that his high chair would better be suited either in the living room or facing a corner (maybe he's planning to be punished for some sort of mischief)....oh and the shoe? Some days it appears as though he is channeling his inner puppy. Teething rings got nothin' on soft soled shoes.
I swear my house was clean once. These days it appears as though a tornado has ripped through my house leaving a path of destruction in it's wake.
That tornado's name is Tyson.