I thought...third kiddo? Piece of cake! And for the first 9 months or so we did pretty good. Then he pulled our computer...our new computer, off the counter and broke it. I thought...ugh! Why did we leave it on the edge of the counter where he could reach it from his walker? Won't make that mistake again. Then came the look. That unmistakeable look of a child who is determined to get into trouble. And it was all down hill from there. I'm going to make a list and I'm a little nervous to see it all written out. Here goes!
Broken lap top, fist fulls of sisters hair, cell phone dunked in coffee, cell phone dunked in milk, cell phone dunked in coffee...again, butter bath, peanut butter bath, cell phone in the toilet, "quit chewing on your shoe", ipod in the toilet, shoe in the toilet, chip clip in the toilet, money in the toilet, tank top in the toilet, (you get the toilet thing), two toilets ripped off the floor to be unclogged...the same day, "quit biting the dog", "quit jumping off the dresser", cell phone thrown down the stairs...onto concrete, quit peeing on the kitchen table, (yes, I typed that correctly), "how many oreo's DID we have and how many DO we have now?", oh good Lord, I have to stop. Wow, do I sound like an attentive mom, or what?
On a postive note...the cell phone still works! I should call LG and ask to do an ad for their Voyager!