As of today, I fully believe that my 2 year old nephew is out to get me. He's been running around saying Halloween for two days now and apparently he fully grasps the concept of scary day.
Since the baby went back in the hospital on Sunday evening tachycardic with a high temperature, sis is at the hospital with him this afternoon. So, I gallantly offered to watch Kaia and clean up the house (which he had fully managed to wreck since the last good house scrubbing yesterday) so she could spend time with the baby at the hospital and come home in time to take Kaia trick or treating this evening.
So I do the dishes... Kaia goes behind me and throws all of the dishes I had just washed back into the sink with dishes I had not yet washed, thus rendering the once clean dishes yet again in need of a wash. I mop the floor, Kaia goes skidding across the floor and hits his mouth on the table (no blood thankfully, just a lot of tears). I try to comfort him, he tries to kick me to the moon. I give him a bath and start folding laundry on the cabinet while he is splashing around... he poops in the tub.
One minute it was him and his toys in the bathtub, the next minute it looked like we had been uprooted from home and were at the sanitation plant... with him drinking the water (ewwwwww)! I get him out of the tub, put his diaper on him, go in hunt of gloves (preferably full arm length), and get to work cleaning the tub, wondering the entire time what to do about him drinking water that he had unloaded in. In the midst of that... he decides to remove his diaper and pee in the floor. I finally managed to get the tub in useable order again (it's still covered in Scrubbing Bubbles stuff... I'm taking no chances) and the pee cleaned out of the carpet (thank goodness we still have my mothers carpet cleaner).
He looks at me with the devil may care grin of his and quietly says "Halloween" before commencing with jumping on the couch screaming Na-Na (Noddy).
Halloween? I suppose so baby, I suppose so.
Next year, I'm hiding.
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I love Halloween celebrations, but maybe not of that sort. I have a baby brother though and I am definitely familiar with the soiling of the bathtub, clothing, couch, carpet, and any other nearby surface. Just hope you have a more pleasant rest of the day.
♥, Dana
Haha! Wow that is awful! But hilarious just the same...
~Jasmine~
Reminds me of my neice. Not QUITE that bad..but she can be a terror to deal with some days.
Ohh poor you! Thank God my brother grew out of those days!
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I never let my schooling interfere with my education. - Mark Twain
wow, when y'all think about having kids, can you handle this on a day to day basis. When they are someone elses you can send them away, when they're yours you can't
We all live in the same house, so there's no sending him away when he gets like this lol. Thankfully, it usually isn't that bad.
"We don't receive wisdom; we must discover it for ourselves after a journey that no one can take for us or spare us." -Marcel Proust
you are going to look back at this one day, and just wish he was still this little.
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I never let my schooling interfere with my education. - Mark Twain
Definitely. They grow up so fast it is really amazing. I remember thinking my mom was crazy when she said that about us, but now that we've grown up and both of my sisters have kids, I know exactly where she is coming from!
"We don't receive wisdom; we must discover it for ourselves after a journey that no one can take for us or spare us." -Marcel Proust
This is crazy! This is deffinately a different side of "terrible twos"! It may just be a coincidence of what he is doing and saying "Halloween". He probably hears halloween talked about, but that doesnt necessarily mean he know that what he is doing can relate. Hopefully he will get better as he gets older.
Haha. My nephew is about three weeks old. I think i'll cherish that and stop looking forward to when he can talk. That sounds like it is SCARY! :)
Maggie
While funny stories like this are a nice change sometimes, I just want to remind you not to get too caught up in personal stories on this site. On another note: That really stinks. I could never be a babysiter or have kids- ever. lol
Francesca Chambers
I very rarely post a personal story that doesn't have a bigger point (preemies, etc). But, it was good to get this out and I figured I might as well give someone a chuckle over my very bad day.
"We don't receive wisdom; we must discover it for ourselves after a journey that no one can take for us or spare us." -Marcel Proust
Its okay! I liked it! I just personally felt that even if I liked it, I should mention that! But you are good. I love you blogs. No worries :)
Francesca Chambers
Thanks for the compliment! :)
"We don't receive wisdom; we must discover it for ourselves after a journey that no one can take for us or spare us." -Marcel Proust
Oh my God! I hope he's not like that all the time. I would be completely exhausted. I hope, for your sake, he at least went to bed early after trick-or-treating!
lol no he's calmed down some now that he's a little older. He's still a hyper little thing, but he helps clean up his own messes now and is pretty well behaved. The running around screaming though... that hasn't changed yet. He actually makes himself hoarse some days. I just chalk it up to kids being kids. So long as he listen and does what he's told and isn't throwing fits in the middle of the floor (or the store), I can handle a little hyperactivity! And he is admittedly, hysterical.
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~Fallon~
An education isn't how much you have committed to memory, or even how much you know. It's being able to differentiate between what you do know and what you don't- A. France
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