My boy is one of those who just gets into everything. I basically have to be on my guard during his every waking moment. Naptime and bedtime can be quite blissful for me because I get to unwind a little bit and not be constantly worrying or wondering about what he's getting into when he's out of my sight.
Our pantry gets emptied throughout the day, paper bits get torn and scattered all over the floor, baking pans find their way across the kitchen linoleum, the second the bathroom door opens he makes his way in there and if someone forgets to close the door on their way out he will, inevitably, be found splashing in the toilet. He falls off the table, off the chairs, off the school desks, off the bed, and down the stairs. The TV, computer, and video game systems are his favorite toys and he takes every opportunity that we might forget to put things out of his reach to grab and destroy. He pulls chairs into the kitchen and has been found, on many occasion, wielding a butcher knife and chopping away at the counter.
This evening he pulled his little rocking chair into the kitchen without me noticing until I heard the sound of liquid spilling onto the floor. I turned toward the kitchen to see him splashing in the tea from my teacup which he had dumped out onto the counter. Arrrgggghhhh! So frustrating! Instead of my usual anger I responded with a bit of laughter and grabbed my camera. Really, how could I not?
Sometimes he really exhausts me. I think he demands a lot more of my attention than the girls did at this age. He's a pretty happy and content little boy, but he is just always busy and very curious. I am so blessed... so very, very blessed to have him in my life. I say a prayer of gratitude to God every night before I lay him in bed. This family I have, it's really pretty special and amazing.
Make each day count!