He knows the rules. He is not allowed to stand on stools or chairs or steps to play in the kitchen sink, at this stage anyway. His Mama worries he will slip and fall and hurt himself. He doesn't seem concerned in the slightest. He has a little friend and they work together. Partners in crime. All for the greater good. And that cheeky, fun-loving expression of glee when they succeed... priceless. I call this, Piggy Love.
Linking up with Faith Hope & a whole lotta Love for this week's Snap It, on the topic of LOVE.