More Fruit Snacks

It was almost five o’clock in the afternoon. Yali, freshly returned from a visit to the grocery store, unboxed the Batman fruit snacks and started going to town. I stopped him at packet number three. But Yali wasn’t prepared to end the juicy goodness. When I found him next, he was trying to open another packet with a hammer.

“HAMMA-MER!” he declared, whacking the packet with the hammer against the couch cushion.

I steered him into safer waters. At least until the next opportunity to wreak havoc arises. Which never takes very long.