
But, he got bored.

So, he went looking for trouble.

He coveted some rocks that were out of reach and off limits.

He couldn't help himself. He "needed" the rocks.

For a second, I think he felt guilty.

After a while, he reluctantly decided to listen and put the rocks back.


Luckily for me, he got over it...

and resumed playing.
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