Will

I was making dinner tonight and apparently left one of the lower cupboards unlocked. The next thing I know William is walking around holding my mixer under one arm with the plug in the other hand. He is looking behind furniture and down at the wall, so I know what he is thinking, but of course I ask anyways. He says simply, "plug."
His tone was hilarious, it was kinda' duh mom, what do you think I'm going to do with this mixer. I told him that we don't play with mommy's kitchen tools and we definitely don't plug anything in. He immediately walked over to the cupboard and put it away - I think he new from the beginning that he wouldn't get away with this one.