Our three year old seems to have regressed to his terrible twos. Unfortunately, now he's taller, more dexterous and able to get into all kinds of things he is not supposed to get into. Hunting around in my home office for "regalitos" is his new favorite activity.
"Did you take all the files out of the filing cabinet!?" I ask him in horror.
"No I didn't, because you didn't see me do it."
Perhaps he will have a future at Goldman Sachs...