2 year olds are busy. True statement.
Mason is
extremely busy.
The other night, much after his bedtime, I go to check on him. I see his door is open and the closet light is on. I thought he may have fallen asleep with the light on and go into his room to turn it off. I round the corner and there he is, sitting on his bedroom floor with clothes that had been out of reach in his closet, spread all across the floor. He had his pajamas off and was putting on some super warm Lightening McQueen pants. I go into his closet and discover that he has pushed his Mr. Potato Head tote into his closet to give him a boost so he could reach the previously unreachable 'winter' clothes pile.
Two days ago he decided to roll one of Micah's insulin bottles on the counter - which inadvertently fell on the floor and broke. He then attempted to hide the evidence and cover his tracks. He woke me up reeking like insulin. Have you ever smelled insulin? It's the worst, most indescribable smell known to man. After 20 questions I pieced together the story and learned he had decided to pick up the little piece of broken glass - and throw it away himself. Really?! After a much deserved time out, lecture and 20 minute hand scrubbing (again, insulin stinks!) I thought we were out of the woods for a few days.
Yesterday I go into the bathroom to check on him and see the chapstick is all rolled out, smashed, with the lid half on. He denies touching it, but I find chunks of chapstick all over him.
Tonight I wander over to the computer - the first thing I notice: a nice little ink drawing from Mason. Left, you guessed it, on the computer monitor! Thanks to Google I was able to remove it, but still!
Never a dull moment :)