Karver's egg disaster!

Where do I start? I need to be so much better at keeping up with this! Okay, well where do I start? How about a funny story about Karver. So about a month ago I was making cookies. Josh needed me in the living room so I stopped what I was doing and went to see what he needed. Karver had been in the kitchen with me while I was baking (unloading all my drawers and pulling out all my pots, stuff like that). After a few minutes, Josh and I realized that it was way too quite in the kitchen (that means trouble). So I went back to a beautiful surprise... Karver had reached up onto his tippy toes, grabbed the completely FULL carton of eggs and dumped them on the floor, then continued to walk in them, crunching the eggs under his feet. I had no idea he could reach onto the counter tops now! After he realized he was in trouble (I tried not to laugh so I could teach him a lesson) he picked up the empty gooey carton and put them back onto the counter for me, like "here you go mom, no harm done". He is turning into quite the mischevious one in his old age! JK