Mischief

We've had some toddler mischief incidents in the past couple of weeks. These things happen so quickly, but usually occur when I've left the room for a couple of minutes or turned my back. It only takes less than a minute apparently.

1. A couple of weeks ago I was getting breakfast ready and I handed Blaine a box of Chex to hold and distract him for a bit. Dumb move. A minute later I hear the sound of a pile hitting the floor. He had dumped almost the entire box on the floor by the kitchen windows. He was sitting on the sill eating a few and Pierce had also crawled over for a snack. I know I'm a true mom now because my first reaction was the grab the camera. It made for a cute picture!

2. We had been playing in the basement one morning and I had run upstairs for a few minutes to pull their lunch together. When I left Blaine had been playing with Diego's food container, but he had been the other day and it stayed completely sealed. After a bit though, I heard elated giggles coming from downstairs and I knew it probably wasn't good. Sure enough, they had gotten the lid off and had poured what was left (thankfully not much) all over the tile and were proceeding to put piece by piece back in. (After they had already each put a piece in their mouths. Gross.) The funny part is that they were having more fun putting the little pieces back in than the actual dumping part I think. Diego had a free buffet for the morning.

3. Just today we had all gone upstairs this morning to get dressed. I often let them run free in the hallway and their room and sometimes the laundry room while I pull their clothes together and dress them. Today I decided to attempt to fold a clean load of their laundry while they played. They had both been in the laundry room (they love playing with the washer door and taking the detergent lid on and off the container) when I heard the door close. This always makes me nervous. So I got right up and opened it only to find Blaine standing next to the dryer. I did a quick scan of the small room and confirmed that I couldn't find Pierce. And  right then I looked through the dryer door and saw him sitting happily inside of it! I was horrified and tickled at the same time. He fit perfectly and was just sitting Indian style looking as happy as can be. I guess no claustrophobia for that baby.

More to come, I'm sure...