Running with them in one’s mouth.

This was the scene I entered last night as I walked downstairs. I had gone up for only a minute to collect stray bottles for the evening chocolate milk ritual.

Tabitha had opened the storage box for all of our scissors, and each child was running with one in hand — except for Aiden — who was running with them in his mouth.

Earlier this week, Aiden was caught jumping off of the coffee table, earning him the nickname ‘Danger Mouse‘.