The night we carved pumpkins Grace was covered in the orange goo- I started her a tubby and then went back to the kitchen to clean up. Seconds later I walked back in the bathroom and Max decided he wanted a tubby too - but he wasn't going to waste anytime getting undressed!
I laughed at first and made a mental note to not let him back in the bathroom, the part that was a bit frustrating was the shoes, his feet grow so fast he only has two pairs. One brown, one black. The black pair had just been washed and were drying that day... Oh my sweet boy! It's so hard to tell, but he knew he was naughty by the look on his face. I asked Grace why she didn't say "Mom! Max is getting in the tub!" and she said "Mom, Max is naughty!" and giggled.
Two days later I had a "gentle reminder" of why I try and shower before Mike leaves for work in the morning. Let me set the stage for you - Max and Grace woke up arguing. They fought over everything! And the whinniness was top rate that day. I was trying to clean and every room I picked up the kids destroyed. It truly was just one of those days. Around noon I put a video on and jumped in the shower. Not two minutes later Grace runs in and says she needs to potty. This is not unusual, but a minute later she is screaming that she can't undo her pants and she's had an accident. Lovely!
Well, I get out of the shower and I don't know how but she peed more than any 2 year old should ever pee. There was no way of getting out of the shower without stepping in it. Special, I know you wanted to know that. So I'm cleaning that mess up, re-cleaning me up, and I peek around the corner and Max isn't watching the video. Well, I have to get dressed because I don't want to give the neighbors a nice peep show and start coming down the hall. In my hall I noticed some white footprints. It didn't hit me quite yet, then I came into my kitchen and about died. (Don't worry I grabbed my camera first, my friend Kori says the secret to good parenting is learning to grab the camera before reacting.)
These pictures don't really do the mess justice, this is just what was contained to the pantry. I have no doubt Max started it, but Grace is never one to be left out of naughtiness. The spoons and measuring cups were defiantly her idea. I had flour from my pantry, through my kitchen, down the hall, in the living room and the kids room.
Just to make this day even better - we were suppose to leave for the doctor in like 30 minutes for Max's 18 month check up. I threw them both back in the bath. I know it wasn't the funnest time they've ever had getting their hair washed. We made it out of the house (after a small breakdown on my part) and I dropped Grace of at her grandmas.
On the way to the doctor Grandma Ruth called me and said Grace told her she had been naughty and made a mess with mom's sugar. She also wanted to know if Grace had eaten lunch. No, she most certainly had not eaten lunch. :) (I can smile about it now.)
Well, I made it through Max's checkup and shots. And got the mess cleaned up. Just out of curiosity, if you were wondering how much fun it is to clean up flour out tile, it's not very fun.
Max also tipped over my garbage that week in the kitchen, and then my wedding ring ended up missing. I searched for that for days. Including crawling my whole house with a flashlight, going through all the drawers in the dresser I set it on, cleaning out all the kids toy box's and bins. Went through two really gross bags of trash. Grace found my ring 3 days later hid behind some Tupperware containers in my pantry. I searched the floor because that's where Max likes to play, but not behind things on the shelf. There was also two bracelets and a shiny hair thing. I'm raising a jewelry thief. Mikes mom says she's also missing her watch.... I'm just so thankful it's been found!
A couple days after the flour incident I found a whole sheet of stickers plastered on my nightstand. I didn't tell my husband about that one.
Last night at my moms Max took the grate off the electric fireplace, while it was on. I'm not sure how he doesn't have burns. He's also flooded my moms kitchen with the refrigerator water, soaking himself in the process!
I swear I watch my children, most of the time. It's amazing how fast they can get into trouble, and make messes, and go from loving children to crazies!
