Monday, September 7, 2009
Chuck and I often wonder if Chandler may be the biggest mess maker of them all. Truly, this child's creative curiosity is astounding.
But then I ran across a list from awhile back that I had started about another mess-making toddler. Maybe since I hadn't slept much since then, I couldn't remember just how messy the preceding mess makers were. Perhaps his brother could've given him a run for his money...
Here's the list:
TODAY CHANCE HAS---
~squirted the hand soap all over the couch and the bar.
~taken out the batteries of the remote and lost the battery cover.
~pulled all the paper out of the printer.
~Put his hand in the potty after making poopie. (Can I just saw "Eww! Boys are GROSS!!")
~stomped all over a box of cookies. (Or should I say "cookie crumbs"?)
~wadded up a bunch of new envelopes.
~took a book of printed pages and got them all out of order.
~got into the bandaids and stuck them all over himself and the bathroom. (Oh wait, I have a picture for this one:
~scattered the needles, pins and threads of my sewing kit around the house.
~Poured cinnamon all over the floor, himself, and his food.
~Pushed Chuck's work laptop off of the couch and broke it. (Thank God for warranties!)
~Pulled a can of red creme soda off the counter, causing an explosion all over the kitchen.
So, I'm sorry, Chan Man. I don't know that I can dub you the greatest Mess Maker of them all.
It's ok, bud. I'd rather dub you the cutest toddler of them all anyway...