Poor guy. He has to make his own fun. He needs preschool in a BAD WAY! He asked me for tape and I didn't know why. A couple of minutes later I look up and this is what I see.
(while I was uploading these photos he hopped up and said, "I done now. I hungry!" and ran into the kitchen and opened the fridge for the 20th time this morning. the make-shift easel lasted about 4 minutes. i want to pull my hair out.)