A good way to scare your mommy is to get a fork out of the drawer, use it to pry off an outlet cover and then look charmingly up at her while she freaks out.
I’d include a picture of him looking up at me charmingly, but I’m not sure yet how I feel about showing his face on a blog. I can attach this picture of him looking charmingly down at the floor, in his new knitted-by-mommy hat.
He hates it, for some reason. He’s fine once it’s on, but putting it on is worth a tantrum. He loves last year’s hat that’s slightly too small. I might need to knit a re-creation of that one.
While I’m at it, I should probably document for posterity the best thing he’s said since ‘I love you’. I was crying yesterday (pms, etc.) and he said ‘It’s okay. It’s okay, Mommy.’ Awwwwwwwwwww.