The little stinker had been reaching for this pot for the last few weeks. Low and behold, he was finally able to get his hand in it. I had caught him a couple times with a handful of dirt, would tell him NO and take him away from the area...just so he could return and "play" some more. Last Friday while I was tending to one of the daycare kids, I noticed it was too quiet, for too long. As I walked back to the livingroom and didn't see Fletcher, I knew where he was. In case my instincts were right, which they were, I had to grab my camera to catch him red-handed. This is what I found...

I wonder if he liked the taste of dirt. He sure was funny about the whole thing. As I was scolding him, through laughing, he was playing peek-a-boo with the plate he was holding. The whole situation was a bit funny, but needless to say, the plant got moved back so his little hands can no longer reach...at least for a few more months anyhow.