Laugh Out Loud!

There is something about one-year-olds. They have a built in sense of mischief. They grin and the whole world tends to grin back. As a result, they have a rather inflated sense of their own power.

They MUST know certain activities are, if not wrong, then at least, not quite right.

But they are pretty sure they'll be able to get away with it, by
a) smiling wickedly, and

b) doing it faster so that maybe no one will notice the 1000 tissues shredded and strewn across the lounge room floor, or the toilet paper unrolled and hanging off the back of their foot as they crawl down the hall to create mayhem somewhere else...

You want to get cranky. It's frustrating to be constantly having to clean up messes that shouldn't have been made in the first place. But there's a twinkle in the eye of the crawling culprit, and I for one am not that good at staying stern when there's a golden haired boy staring me down as if to say: Come on Mum, 

L a u g h !