not this cute anymore!in 30 minutes or less, this child could ruin your life.
in 30 minutes or less, he emptied a bottle of baby wash and turned my bathroom floor into a slip&slide, put mascara on his eyelashes and the rest of his face, painted his fingernails red (only his left hand.. his right hand was doing all the work), squirt out a tube of professional hair color, filled the toilet with two rolls of toilet paper, AND spread minty toothpaste on the shower door.
You wouldn't believe what a perfect job he did on his nails unless I took a close-up. This is one talented little two year old, let me tell ya.
Simon is unbelievably difficult to keep tabs on. There isn't anything out of his reach because he will literally carry a stool or chair across the house to get what he wants. He is a do-it-himself kind of guy. The only time he isn't getting into trouble is when he's asleep. He doesn't sleep enough.
This 30 minute disaster was on Friday night... 30 minutes before Aaron came home from work. And not to rag on my husband or anything, but he was about an hour later than he said he would be-- which means it was ALL Daddy's fault.
You wouldn't believe what a perfect job he did on his nails unless I took a close-up. This is one talented little two year old, let me tell ya.
Simon is unbelievably difficult to keep tabs on. There isn't anything out of his reach because he will literally carry a stool or chair across the house to get what he wants. He is a do-it-himself kind of guy. The only time he isn't getting into trouble is when he's asleep. He doesn't sleep enough.
This 30 minute disaster was on Friday night... 30 minutes before Aaron came home from work. And not to rag on my husband or anything, but he was about an hour later than he said he would be-- which means it was ALL Daddy's fault.*It seems appropriate to mention here that Simon emptied my flour canister (about 5 lbs) a couple of weeks ago. My kitchen was/still is a mess. There was white powder EVERYWHERE. Aaron was at the church late doing tithing settlement and I was feeding a baby just a few yards away from ground zero. It's amazing how quickly a little boy can turn your house into a war zone. I cried for an hour while cleaning it up. I wish so badly I would have taken pictures of the mess, but I was SO tired and SO upset that I didn't want to document it. And that is really saying something.
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Janet I am dying! This is hysterical. I love the way you write, I love your posts and you never cease to crack me up! I am so sorry, but since he is not mine I can laugh and not cry! :) It's a good thing he is so dang cute!
so sorry. It is a shame that, for some strange reason, we can't enjoy this "best time of our lives".
At least he wasn't lighting matches in your closet this time. I'm sorry, Janet. I hope Aaron at least got there in time to help you clean up the mess.
Em was hard like this too. I'd walk downstairs to find eggs smashed on the floor, flour all over the counters and overflowing bubbles in the sink. Then I'd take her upstairs to play in her room so I wouldn't kill her and go clean up the mess...Only to finish that and go upstairs to find her Tagging every wall in her room with a permanent marker. I FEEL your pain. The good news is that they DO eventually grow out of it. Hang in there-You are a wonderful mother and a woman I admire greatly! :)
And this is why I stopped at 4.
You're a saint if he didn't end up with a spanking or two.
Janet, you are my idol! I'm always telling Brandon that I want to take things in stride like you do....instead of flying off the handle when my kids make crazy messes. I laugh when I hear the quote from Pres. Monson that says one day we'll miss the fingerprints and loads of laundry. Really??? I'm not so sure. I'll miss the snuggling, reading stories, and the funny things my kids say but I WILL NOT miss the fingerprints and laundry (and other messes). ;-)
Oh, and I love how you posted your menu on your blog. Ours would go like this. M-Lasagna, T-Leftovers, W-Tacos, Th-Leftovers, F-Soup, S-Leftovers. Haha! I'm lucky my husband loves leftovers. ;-)
Nursing can be dangerous. Once, when I was nursing Eva, my kids got ahold of scissors and chopped off their hair! :-(
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