Oh No, I am going to be in trouble...

I have known for awhile (and as my mother says, I deserve a child like I was...) that Fuzz was going to have a feisty personality, but I am seeing it come out more and more these days. Fuzz is at the age where he knows exactly what he can't touch/play with/climb on/pull, etc... I have had one nice pair of sunglasses that I have kept and not broken for more than a year and he knows that he can't touch them because he would break them in 2 seconds. Last night as I was making dinner he was running around the house playing in the various rooms. All of a sudden it gets quiet, which is when I know he is into something. I yell for him and tell him to come into the kitchen. All of a sudden he walks into the kitchen with his hands behind his back and the biggest sh** eating grin. I knew immediately he had something behind his back that he knew he shouldn't have. Sho' enough, it was my sunglasses... We also went and got him some fall clothes yesterday because as you can see in this next picture, his overalls and jeans he had from last winter are a tad small ;). Since crocs have been the best investment of the summer for us, I decided to get him another pair in the next size in green. Little did I know he was going to look like jolly green giant...