You Can Only Hope to Contain Him

Last week I got up from my desk and went upstairs to get a drink and see how everyone was doing. When I turned the corner into the dining room, I was greeted by this:



Jane was raking in the front yard and needed to keep Liam in the den, and she wasn't messing around.

Ironically, later this same day he charged at one of the windows in the front room with his fists out and smashed it. Miraculously, as with the other window he smashed, he was unhurt.

Uh oh, broken

As if dislocating his elbow and getting a staple in the head weren't enough, it seems that Liam also found time to bust through the front window. Hooray. Thanks Liam. I guess that is the last time he is going to squeeze between the couch and the front window. Oh wait, he doesn't seem to be learning from his mistakes...

Mom and dad sure are having a fun time paying for this stuff.

They say that children are priceless? I am thinking that I could put a price on this one... think Liam, tied to a stake in the front yard, with a FREE sign around his neck. Any takers???? I am pretty sure nobody in this neighborhood would do it.