Joren has gone from my sweet as candy, easy 2 year old to a sly,
mischievous little crazy with the devil in his eye. I can't trust him
for more than a minute. Yesterday within two hours he greased the
counter and everything in reaching distance with a soft stick of butter,
he broke two new toys of his brothers, he spilled 20 oz of water he had
just poured for himself, slid his plate across the table so that it
fell on the floor and spilled all his food, and he got naked to go to
the bathroom and refused to get dressed again. He has been difficult to
get to bed again. He likes to stay up by himself in his room and line
things up or stack things or make big messes at all hours of the night.
Hey , where are all the books?
Oh, of course, they are in the closet. Where else would they be?
...
hmmm. He just came in here to show me what he has been up to while I
thought he was asleep in bed. He is naked, and covered head to toe in
green marker (washable, thank goodness.) Oh well, goodnight swamp man.
He's a handful right now! He has this adorable way of saying, "but I
won't do it anymore mommy" with a wink in his eye.
This guy gives me no trouble at all. He is an absolute angel. Pure therapy. Pure perfection. I deserve it right? :)
Ahh..
We were painting pet rocks and Eirik painted a carrot. He wanted to save it. Of course, who doesn't want a carrot pet friend?
and this is just to gross you out. :) ha ha..
This
is what happens if I leave him alone. This was a few minutes after I
took the scissors away because he was cutting his hair. Minutes later
he left the water running in the bathroom and turned off the light and
closed the door. This never ends around here.
