Papa was baby sitting Bobby boy this morning. For a minute there was silence. That could only mean 1 thing - the boy is up to some mischief.
Papa rushed into the bedroom, expecting to find Bobby boy engaged in his favorite mischief- pulling out all the moss from the indoor plant. But no, the planter was untouched. Momentary relief, but there mystery continues.
Next, Papa looked in the bathroom, and there he was. Bobby boy had opened the drawer and was actively on the mission to pull out everything from the drawer and throw it on the floor. He takes these missions very seriously. Papa stood at the doorway and gave the boy a stern look. Papa looked at Bobby boy and Bobby boy looked at Papa. Neither batted an eyelid. In this case, it had an effect.
Bobby boy slowly moved and picked up the gauze pad he'd thrown on the floor and gingerly placed it back into the drawer. All the while maintaining eye contact with Papa. Bobby boy moved and picked up rest of the items on the floor and placed them back into the drawer. Then he tried to close the drawer, and after some difficulty, closed it shut!
After all this, and with a sense of pride, Bobby boy came up to Papa, both with a 'Look Papa, I did it' look all on his face, and with arms wide open. ' I deserve to be carried for being this good!!!'
He got all that he wanted and then some!
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