First I tore the newspaper mummy was reading.
Next I knocked daddy's porridge off the table, which resulted in milk spillage all over the kitchen floor, oops!
Moreover, when my parents tried to prevent me from looking at the computer screen and put Artur the Hippo on the edge of my crib, I secretly took him down so I could see what they were up to. They were actually looking at my photos - and to be honest with you, they have been doing it all the time recently. I wonder why... :-)
Thank you, Paolo, for lending it to me. Hugs!