Last night, Fecklet (nearly 3 now, how did that happen?) is walking around upstairs, with his arms full of seven or eight stuffed animals. He brings them into the bathroom, where I’m running his bath, and sets them up carefully on the floor.
Me: “Hey, you’ve got all those guys with you. What are they up to?”
Fecklet: “Those guys are up to no good!”






Gorgeous. Reminds of a little kid I saw whizzing around like an aeroplane at a grown ups party. Someone asked him what he was doing, he said: “Showing off.”
Love it, Julie. They say the cutest things. (And, Liz, that little boy was inspired!)
Wow, where do kids come up with this stuff, eh? So cute!
I have an almost 3 year old too, bless ‘em.
At least he’s keeping an eye on them while they’re up to no good…
Methinks a crime writer in the making… Ummm. LOL
Oh, love it, Julie!
Love Liz’s story too.
I love that story, Liz! How very true…
And yes, he was keeping an eye on them, Kim, nice thinking!
I’m not sure where he got it, but I suspect it was from me. God knows what I say to him on a daily basis.
He’s just so cute!