...he pulls every single wipe out of the wipe case.
...he poops on the rug in the two seconds between when I take him out of the tub and when I find a diaper.
...he reaches onto Mommy's plate, grabs a handful of rice and throws it on the floor at the Thai restraint. (In his defense they did not have highchairs. And yes, I left a big tip.)
...he eats whatever he can get his hands on, including cotton balls and toilet paper.
...he throws his sippy cup at me while I'm driving.
...he pulls the shower curtain rod down.
...he refuses to go to sleep till ten pm, then climbs out of his crib.
...he insists on sleeping with his butt
...he throws a temper tantrum (complete with back arching) when he sees a banana at the coffee shop and I do not immediately put it in his mouth.
...he pretends not to know what "no" means or worse, laughs at me.