Before then, Connor and I started chasing eachother around my Mom's house and I made the mistake of throwing one of his socks at him. He interpreted that as the green light to throw books, boxes, and DVDs at me. After that I just had to lock the bathroom door and pray for him to find something else to do other than rampage through Mom's bedroom. On the up-side, I didn't have to clean up his mess! Thanks Mom!
|:. Baby Connor & Mommy.:|