The Raccoon got a big box of Duplo blocks for his birthday. He's quite the engineer: He opens the box, lifts it as high as possible, and dumps all the blocks over his head and onto the floor. He then lies in the blocks and either swims through them or makes Duplo angels in them. I clean them up an hour later. He repeats the exercise, as often as he feels necessary.
I'm looking for the receipt.
This morning after creating an intricate and well-thought-out mess with the blocks, he got up, took off his diaper, walked into the girls' bedroom and peed on the floor - little urine Raccoon tracks exited the puddle, making quick work out of tracking him down.