Got a hold of a knitting project and undid it (and like a good mommy, I grabbed the camera instead of said project)
Tried to help himself to a drink.
Instead, decided to tear apart a piece of styrofoam with his brother.
Then got distracted by some plastic containers
Made faces at his siblings
Banged on his plated and knocked it on the table 3, 4 or 600 times in a row.
Then it started all over the next morning...
The house was clean when he woke up.
But Black Spidey suits, ponies and Star Wars guns and lightsabers got him back into the swing of tearin' it up.
Boo!