2Y47D: Great Puff Tornado of 2012

When it's quiet...something is happening that shouldn't be.

When it's quiet...be afraid.

And then the welcome sound of a bucket of blocks crashes loudly through the house...

...and another...

...and another.

The footsteps are quiet in the kitchen, then fast and excited back to his room.

And more quiet.

SURPRISE, MOM!

You know how much I love puffs, right?

Sorry I trashed my room, mom he seems to say.

No problem, I say, let's just clean this us shall we?

...and I did.

Not soon after he found the other bottle of puffs:

...surprise, surprise.

Ok, not really a surprise.