Our Red-headed Wrecking Ball....

It's official. Bruce has entered the stage of learning through continous exploration which is really just code for, "I destroy anything that is in my path." This is what happens when you turn your back for just one minute or even just thirty seconds: You think you have a napping baby in a peaceful slumber when you really have a kleenex kid that has reached through the bars of the crib and joyfully strewn every last kleenex from the box along with a stack of diapers everywhere.

You start to unbutton older brother and sister for bath time, and next thing you know you have a fully clothed baby in the bathtub. And yes, the super absorbant diaper soaked as much water as possible and then decided to explode, releasing all those little gel balls throughout the tub.

And here he decided to repay the dog for all the rodeo riding he had been doing on Tank's back by feeding him as much as he possibly could. Ninety pound dogs do eat alot, just not an entire laundry room full of food.

Yes, just an average day for Big B. At least, he looks super cute while wreaking havoc; it makes the mess totally worth it.