Mine have been in fine form the last few days. Princess P, who is supposed to be on a restricted diet, has become a pudding, bread, cheese burglar....And when she does eat what she's supposed to, it's almost never where she's supposed to. Todays examples include popcorn smashed into the front living room carpet & canadian bacon with ketchup on her bed. Really, I don't want to be dealing w/ red stains on her bed for about another decade.
Si Guy is almost as bad. He has figured out how to climb, well, practically scale the walls...probably courtesy of Chip who really does climb the doorways. He can dump out a laundry basket, flip it over, and haul it to the kitchen to raid cereal, chips,etc. in a blink of an eye...or at least in less time than it takes me to clean up his previous mess. He adores juice and chocolate milk, and hates water, and if I won't give him soda that's fine. He'll just steal mine.
These are all things that are so funny when its someone elses child who's doing them....but drive you crazy when your own act that way. I can't wait until I have grandkids to give fingerpaints and musical instruments to.
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