That's a baby on the dining room table surrounded by the contents of a family size box of Cheerios. It could have been worse, of course. The gold standard for me is my sister-in-law Bev's story. Her sister got in the shower quickly. When she emerged the toddler had coated the cat in Vaseline. I can't even begin to imagine how you clean that mess up. So, tell me- what have your kids been up to in their too quiet moments? (Non-kid folks can certainly substitute pets. My mom's dog has caused more destruction than all three of my kids combined...)Sunday, July 13, 2008
Wait! The Drums Have Stopped...
I think all moms have had that moment. It's the one where you realize it's quiet, too quiet. And hey- just what are those kids up to? I had one of those moments again yesterday morning. You'd think I'd be quicker on the uptake with the third, right? Um, no. This was what I found....
That's a baby on the dining room table surrounded by the contents of a family size box of Cheerios. It could have been worse, of course. The gold standard for me is my sister-in-law Bev's story. Her sister got in the shower quickly. When she emerged the toddler had coated the cat in Vaseline. I can't even begin to imagine how you clean that mess up. So, tell me- what have your kids been up to in their too quiet moments? (Non-kid folks can certainly substitute pets. My mom's dog has caused more destruction than all three of my kids combined...)
That's a baby on the dining room table surrounded by the contents of a family size box of Cheerios. It could have been worse, of course. The gold standard for me is my sister-in-law Bev's story. Her sister got in the shower quickly. When she emerged the toddler had coated the cat in Vaseline. I can't even begin to imagine how you clean that mess up. So, tell me- what have your kids been up to in their too quiet moments? (Non-kid folks can certainly substitute pets. My mom's dog has caused more destruction than all three of my kids combined...)
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Hey, isn't she sooo cute!!! I can't remember anything that bad while being occupied. Rooms transhed, yes. It is so amazing how fast they can get things out (including clothing) and are then so unable to put anything away.
I used to get my clothes out and lay them on the bed when I showered because our bathroom was very small. This one particular time, I also had put a pad out with my clothes and went on to get in the shower. When I got out, I couldn't find the darned thing. I knew I had laid it out, but just where did it go??? Later on that day, I found it. Kyle (age 3-4) had stuck it on his bedroom wall. I guess he was just redecorating his room.
If only I could remember my identity or password, I wouldn't have to be anonymous.
If only I could do it with a straight face, I'd defend my dog.
Mom
Ahhh; The Climber. The little one that's able to create a mess larger than she. She not only looks proud but secure in the middle of the table surrounded by her bounty!!
At this time, I do not have any stories since my baby is almost a year. The only thing he manages to get into is the plants. He loves to play in the soil - BUT this is only when daddy is SUPPOSED to be watching him while I'm showering or grocery shopping.
Aw, but it's kinda adorable, isn't it? Mess and all? But the biggest question is this - Did you save the Cheerios and eat them?
My dog disaster stories are not quite as colorful. More along the lines of our dog christening the new Persian antique rug I brought home, right after I had it cleaned.
city mouse- of course I did! Haven't you heard? There's a recession...
LOL - my kids are teenagers so they no longer sit in the middle of the breakfast table. Gosh, they actually don't do much of anything anymore. Of course last week I was dealing with finding two empty beer bottles in my son's garbage can and him blaming it on the dog.
Speaking of dogs, your mom up there is funny!
Mom - your identity is "I havenoneIhavekids" and your password is "Idontremember".
How did she get up there? I hope that you put them all bag in the bag and are feeding them to her so when she grows up you can tell her the story and embarrass her. Or maybe you could just make an 11X14 print of that photo and hang it at the top of the stairs by the kitchen. (For her dating years!) And for Atlee you can print one of the ones of her grinning in the tub. Perfect! :)
"city mouse- of course I did! Haven't you heard? There's a recession..."
I suppose when it comes to spit, it's all in the family. True 'nuff.
MAke-up. Milk. Sugar. Toothpaste. Poopy diaper (ew).
Obviously I leave my children alone far too often.
She looks very unassuming up there- I love how she's looking away from you- pretending you're not there!
I have a similar photo of a bag of doritos not only opened and spilled all over the rug, but he also decided to play "snow angel" in it the orange mess. All in the time it takes to move clothes from the washer into the dryer! I was thinking at the time how funny it was and I better catch it on film since I was so sure in my new momminess that it probably would never happen again...
Another one happened while I went out to get a bag of groceries from the car. Upon my return, I found the boys painting the kitchen floor by oh-so-repeatedly stomping on a chocolate syrup container (the largest size they make too). The syrup was on the lower cabinets, fridge, each other, everywhere!
O- the stories I have, lucky me who had twins the first time around (really, I AM lucky though!) and their innate communication and cooperation even at a very young age... "I'll hold the chair while you climb onto the counter and get the candy, cookies, chips, insert any junk food name here."
I don't think I am quite ready to retell the black sharpie incident yet. That will have to wait for another time...
My son did this exact same thing...except it was two - TWO! - cannisters of bread crumbs from Costco. Then he spilled his juice all over it. That was a fun afternoon.
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