Dee-Dee The Dare Devil

Hunter is notorious for getting himself into precarious situations.  One of his favorite things to do is climb onto anything, anywhere. What is ironic to me, is the fact that he is petrified of the smallest things!!!  He freaks out in any sort of water, unless it's the bath.   He loses his mind if you approach him with a bushel of bananas (hilarious by the way) and he is scared stiff when it comes to any animal smaller than him.  Yes, SMALLER.  He loves our Boxer but can't stand his aunt's Chihuahua. 

Okay. I am not even kidding with this one.  We had Chinese food one night and Hunter got a taste of the S & S Sauce. Well, apparently he loved it.  He found a badminton racket that his brother has and took it to the kitchen table.  He plays with the racket a lot, so I didn't think anything of it.  How could I be so naive? He used the racket to sweep the top of the kitchen table, knocking down various items, one of which was the sweet & sour.  This is what I found after I heard the crash. Seriously.

Conquering the Vaccuum:

I couldn't get a pic of him on top of the step stool only because I feared for his well being.  He is a little top heavy if you know what I mean. I wish I would have drawn a face on the back of his head! Yes, ladies and gentlemen, he has a plastic bag wrapped around his feet.  

Here, I found him like this, yelling in gibberish because he couldn't get down.  When I walked in, he gave me a huge 'nee ner nee ner nee ner' smile. Oh...it's just the beginning, I'm sure.  Not pictured:  Climbing on top of the radio to see out of the window, climbing on the arm of the couch to get to the chair and over the barrier I created so I could mop, Using a pillow as a prop to get onto the coffee table to reach some toy cars, Climbing in and out of the laundry basket, and standing on top of the tray of his high chair (that was the last time I forgot to lock him in). WHAT DO I DO WITH THIS BOY?!?!?