I'm not quite sure how to put a positive spin on the last few days with my 2-year-old. The words that come to mind are more along the lines of chaos. Mayhem. Destruction.
you know what I'm talking about.
In the last 48-72 hours we've cleaned his "helping" yellow paint off of a wall and a window. Before that he found a 10" scraper and was about to "paint" yet another wall like Uncle Adam does.
I chased him away from a tile saw, or whatever that thing is. I've rewrapped the vacuum cleaner cord countless times.
I cleaned up the kitchen table where he mixed his bbq sauce and my Sprite. I cleaned up the ENTIRE bottle of his shampoo off the toilet, the floor, the tub...
He's had two baths, within 12 hours.
He got mad because I made him stand against the wall for disobeying, and he pushed over a lamp. Of course it was the one with the glass shade, and it broke into a gazillion pieces.
All this and a clingy shrieking teething nursling?
my life is SOOO glamorous
5 comments:
Has he been sneaking out to hang out with my two year old? Because really, that sounds SO much like our life.
At least he's giving you something to blog about.
They don't call it the "terrible twos" for nothing, Sweetie! If it's any consolation, Little Miss E is acting the same way.
Wow. Havoc! I don't know who to be praying more for, him or the parents ;)
Oh my! And this is what I have to look forward to as Jaylon approaches the 2-year mark!? I'll never survive! :-0
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