The Magnificent Life of Chance

Watch out! Chance is on the move! The photobombing Chance here is classic, he is always going a million miles an hour around the house. Keeping tabs on him is sometimes an effortless task, until you blink and BAM he is sitting on the kitchen table.  Or BAM he is trying to find Shamu in the toilet. Or BAM he is contacting aliens using a program I didn't know existed on our computer.  Or BAM he is eating a ladybug. Or BAM he is telling Mr. Fox his plans for world domination. With all of that, Chance has been on a roll this week with the mischief. Oh he certainly has been a sweet and endearing toddler but he is entering into the no-fly-zone of temper tantrums notorious for his age.

BRING IT ON.

 If I had a choice between the grueling, fast-paced, completely impossible task and the... who are we kidding, this is Chance and you do not have a choice. You only... GO GO GO.

Oh dear.



......CRASH.
You can assume if you think it is out of Chance's reach, you are wrong. You can assume if YOU can reach it, Chance can reach it. Sometimes if you can't reach it Chance can still reach it. That is the way of Chance. This little man possibly taught Houdini all of his tricks, he is brilliant, he is a genius and he knows I am....