There was a point where I really loved toddlers. I still love how their whole world is unexplored territory, how every little thing can be seen with eyes of excitement and wonder. A bug, a stick, a rock, or a bird can capture their attention for hours. Often I think they see the beauty of the world better than any adult. When was the last time you were enthralled with a rock?
But parenting a toddler is exhausting sometimes. Little Mr. has been obsessed with the laundry detergent for a long time. He knows he shouldn’t play in it, but man is it hard to resist the fun. He’s defeated all locks in our house and now can open the fridge, which he does about a thousand times a day. Recently he’s started trying to pour himself his own milk. Which means lots of sopping up messes.
He also went through a stage where he’d get the eggs out of the fridge. He even made himself a pot of them once. Of course all this was done while I was nursing Drew, it’s so hard to keep an eye on him. (He now refers to them as Daddy's Eggs and then follows that up by saying yucky.)
His current obsession is getting out apples and yogurt. He's perfected the two finger spoon for yogurt consumption, however a lot of it usually ends up on his shirt, hair, floor, etc.
|I stepped into the kitchen and this little one quickly closed the door to the fridge and hid. Mr. Yogurt fingers isn't so sly.|