One minute (Part II: Wet Wipes)

Easton can absolutely be a master of disaster when he wants to be!  In one minute he can be extremely destructive.  The other night Easton was supposed to be going to sleep.  When I went to check on him and give him another kiss before I went to bed, I opened the door to find that this is what Easton was doing instead of going to sleep:

 

If you can't tell, that is an ENTIRE box of wet wipes that Easton took out one at a time and threw on the floor in front of his crib.  He is fast asleep in his bed.  He either got too tired to throw anything else out or decided that since the box of wet wipes was empty, he might as well go to bed!  Oh what a stinker!

 

"The opportunity for doing mischief is found a hundred times a day, and of doing good once in a year." ~Voltaire