Not long ago, while we were playing at home, Keegan walked around the corner saying, "uh, uh, uh, no, no, no!" I thought to myself, "what kind of trouble has he got himself into now?" And there he was, holding a cap from the bathroom that he knows he's not supposed to play with. I had to hold back a grin, as I asked him to hand it over. The little mischief-maker just wants to see what he can get away with. He utters the same mantra -- "uh, uh, uh, no, no, no"-- with any activity he's been told not to do: letting out the drain in the bathtub; rolling out the toilet paper; playing with the computer keyboard; lifting the lid of the trash can or diaper pail; sticking his hands in the toilet bowl. My little mischief-maker, how I love you so!
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