Obviously, Sacha needs to entertain himself when I am cooking. There are many toys available to him, and he is now fully equipped with wax crayons, paper and so on. So, what does he choose to do?
This was not my first choice of activities, but what the heck. He's quiet, occupied, and I can get some stuff done! But this was only phase one. He then took each individual bag and threw it down the stairs.
This is what my dear sweet husband saw when he came home from work: now he can practice his strut on the white carpet!