Wednesday, October 22, 2008

mischief

Know the saying "silence is golden?" Not really the case when you have a 2 year old. As we were wrapping up preschool on Monday, I gathered the boys for reading time until their moms came. James usually tries to be one of the boys, and he did start out with us, but then said something about "melmo" and ran into the other room. I figured he was just gonna play with his elmo toys. I didn't hear a peep from him during the last two books. After we read I told the boys they could play until their ride came. As they all booked it into the other room with the toys, I started to gather the books up, but then heard the boys scream my name. Confused I rushed into the other room, and there was my little 2 year old grinning ear to ear while playing in his make-shift sand box. Made with the entire contents of a newly opened and very pricey 24 oz can of Bens "special" formula. GRRRRR. I was first upset cuz its $30 bucks a can, and I didn't have anymore in storage, nor did I want to take my boys to the store to get some. And with James plopped down right in the middle of it, all over the kitchen floor which hadn't been mopped since before leaving on our unfortunate waste of a trip on Friday, i couldn't salvage any of it. Then I was upset cuz that stuff is so sticky and James had it matted all over himself. This now meant I was gonna have to give him a bath to get it all off. And then the whole cleaning it off the floor was just another thing to add to my "have to do but really dont want to nor was I planning on doing today to do list" I swept the floor three times before I felt it was now ok to mop. Then I had to ponder on the best way to mop as the swiffer would only stickify the remnants further. I ended up just dumping water all over the floor and got out an old towel and danced my way back and forth until I thought it was clean. It dried and to my frustration it was still sticky. SO I repeated my previous mopping job, but once again the floor felt sticky. Once more I mopped the floor, and only then realized maybe the problem wasn't the floor but my feet which I hadn't washed off yet. Smart. Anyway I initially was frustrated with James but as he gave me his popped eyeballs uh-oh face followed by his mischievous smile and his growling weird laugh that he does and then threw in a big hug and a "ow-we"(sorry) I couldn't help but laugh at this little punk. 2 year olds!

7 comments:

alison said...

What a little monkey. My friend's two year old poured an entire large bottle of ketchup on her livingroom carpet, it was in her 2 month old house too, her carpet was never the same, so I guess it could be worse. At least your little guy is super cute!

brenda said...

I remember Brandi and Brandon opening up several packages of spagetti noodles and playing like they were in the forest with firewood! The Noodles were from one end of the Family Room to the other! Yes, it was quiet, I was in the bedroom doing Laundry and enjoying the peace! I remember feeling that same way! They knew that had done wrong by the look on my face! I also forgave them, and remember their sorry grins! Obviously, I have never forgotten it! We do live through it all, Brandi and Brandon are proof!

Cook Zoo said...

LOL! Kids keep things interesting, that's for sure! As for me I try to block those things from my memory. ;)

Beverly said...

Wow! How I wish you had your camera. You could get a lot of mileage on that one every Mother's day down the road.

Tina said...

I kind of like the word "stickify." It is very descriptive. It helps me to feel your pain...:)

Sabra said...

Sounds extemely similar to my last post! So sad. Sorry. I had to mop three times. Not to mention, I had to sweep and vacuum it all over and over. Then I would still find sugar granuals here and there (mostly under my feet). Exhausting isn't it? I might add I had just mopped not but ten minutes prior.

Deb said...

Wow what a day!

I feel your pain. One time Jodi Goff was helping me paint Adelaide's room and after a while of silence we thought we'd better check on the kids. To our suprise they threw $100 worth of library books into the pool. Jodi and I split the cost since they were both guilty. Such a huge waste of money.