Trouble

So, this morning I'm upstairs giving P her bottle. I hear this loud crash below me, but no crying so assume L is okay. When I came down I asked him if he fell. He said yes, then, "I squished the tomato". I was able to salvage one last tomato off our tomato plant yesterday and he squished it. Luckily he did it in the garage and not on the carpet. That child needs to spend more time listening to the angel on his right and less to the devil on his left.