Or is it taboo? Because Trevy leans towards the miracle side of IS things.
He's been testing the two-year old waters this week.
And when I say testing...I really mean biting. Almost breaking skin biting. And yanking. Hair. Ours and the puppy's. He's particularly fond of sneaking up while she's sleeping and grabbing a fistfull of snout fur. He thinks it's hysterical when she howls and nips at his hands. Oh and he's into pulling. Every single thing he possibly can. Off of every single shelf he can possibly reach. And throwing. The heavier the better.
He's just so...
Did I mention terrible?
One might even say...
Acting his age-able!
Which reminded me of this very very sweet post from the past.
The adventures of Trevy the Real (Two Year Old).