I LOVE two-year
olds. I love TWO year
olds. I LOVE TWO YEAR
OLDS... Yeah, how bad can
one day with a two year old be? After the last mess, I gasped "Seth! NO!" and he walked over to a wall and set
himself down in time-out. Seriously. So to make me laugh a little, here's my list:
When I was exercising at the church today, he lost my keys. Not too bad of a disaster, we do have a spare key...oh, except I pushed the little lock/alarm button on the keyring on the way into the church. And we do not have another alarm button to turn it off. I know, normal two year old thing, but
ARRRGGGG!
When we got home, he decided to throw frosted flakes at the cats. All down the stairs. Half a bag of those huge malt o meal bags. Yeah, that was a fun crunchy mess.
During quiet time he emptied five shelves of our book shelves downstairs. Nice big pile.
During snack time he threw carrot sticks at the cats (um, the cats aren't fond of two year
olds either). I was finding carrots upstairs and downstairs.
He did try to help me clean...but it was the toilet with my duster, so I
didn't appreciate it as much as I could have.
I was making cookies for Preschool tomorrow, and he spilled a number ten can of wheat on the floor. This was when he put himself in time-out. As he was sitting there he pulled off his boots and emptied them of wheat, too.
I feel like there is more, but I may have just blocked it from my mind. There was, of course, the usual: pillow fight with brothers, chasing cats, messing up Felicity's room, the normal things. This doesn't seem like too bad when I write it all down, but it happened all in one day. When I was trying to get ready for preschool and trying to clean out our guest bedroom/craft room/
storage room so my brother can fit in there for a little while. Thank heavens I am pretty much over morning sickness!
Since I started this post, Farris took the kids to the Church and spent an hour looking for the keys. He found them! The little stinker got them stuck on a chair hanging in the middle of those huge racks. It didn't fall all the way through, just got stuck on an edge, so you couldn't see it unless you separated the right chairs. Inspiration in answer to a prayer!
Oh, I love that little guy, he makes me and lots of other people laugh every day, and he is the greatest
snuggler. He's growing so fast and learning so much it's incredible. My cousin has adopted two year old twins, I shouldn't even complain. But I still might take up chanting as a way to relieve stress.