Helping himself

As a mom you are supposed to watch your children closely to ensure that they aren't in any danger, causing trouble or getting into mischief. These pictures prove that I fail.

The first one is because he wanted a cookie (it's in the container with the red lid). I told him no. He took matters into his own hands and climbed up his high chair to get the cookie. He had to pull the chair out, step up on a little bar at the bottom, balance on the foot rest, work his way into the seat around the leg divider and then turn around. He did it in about 8 second flat I promise you. After all that he climbed out onto the table, grabbed the cookie and then wiggled hsi way back to the chair to get down. I was so shocked that he had managed it (it was the first time he attempted climbing like this) that I ran to grab my camera. He saw it and waved. Note his hand up in the air. Grrr. He likes to test me.

The second picture is him trying to get books. He pulls out his bag of Mega Blocks now and uses them as a step stool to get up a bit higher to pull books off the shelf. It took a few days of me picking up mountains of books off the floor to realize that's how this one was happening (he pushes the blocks back on the shelf when he's done).

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I once took communion at church with a goldfish cracker. Little David was sitting with me in the service when they handed out the elements. I bent my head for one second to pray and the hungry little bugger snatched the cracker out of my hand. The pastor's prayer was coming to an end and everyone was supposed to be taking communion together so I scrambled and found the first edible thing I could. It happened to be a goldfish cracker from the diaper bag. It's the thought that counts, right? The Lord knows the intentions of my heart.

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I secretly wish the penny horse at Meijer was adult size. I'm tempted to climb on everytime I walk by.

I know I live with a toddler because....

....I found pumpkin seeds in my dryer (he's a helper now. EVERYTHING goes in the dryer.), I stubbed my toe on a can of soup in the bathroom (again, very helpful. he puts away the cans when we go grocery shopping) and the Sesame Street theme song plays in my creepiest of dreams.

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I am an "under" toilet paper person. David is an "over" type person. That drives me nuts. You'd think we have better things to argue about than the way the toilet hangs on the roll, right? Wrong!

Oh the fun things Davids do

*Deep sigh*

My little boy has become quite the explorer lately. Let's have a picture recap of the last few days shall we?

Last Sunday while I was cooking breakfast, he found my potatoes:

And he had a great old time:

...until Dad caught him!

On Wednesday, I was at the computer when I heard some noises in the bathroom. I usually keep the door closed but somehow it was left open. I took off investigating. My dear boy had unrolled the toilet paper in it's entirety (about 3/4 of a roll) and was ripping it to shreds. I quickly started cleaning up and telling him not to play with toilet paper. I was focused on the clean up job when I heard splashing. You betcha. He had found the toilet. I grabbed some spare toilet paper to dry his hands and shut him out of the bathroom so I could finish cleaning up the destruction. Without him in my way it went super fast and I was back out to him in about 30 seconds. Apparently, that was long enough to find a box of paper clips. I had left the computer armoire's doors open in my hurry to save the bathroom and he found our office supplies. My living room floor was now covered with a sprinkling of brightly colored paper clips over a layer of crushed goldfish crackers from a whole cup that he'd dumped earlier in the day. I had just about had enough so I sequestered him in his crib so I could tame the chaos in my living room. By the time I was off my hands and knees cleaning his mess and had vacuumed the whole room, he'd fallen asleep in his crib. I was really mad now. I wanted to yell at him some more! Maybe a nap was for the best.... No pictures from this day. I was to upset to think it was funny.

And then yesterday I was on the phone with my Mom when he found a box of Life cereal. As soon as he saw me he started picking them up again and putting them back in the box. What a dear.

Daily Lauren Fun Fact:

It drives me bananas when David puts half drank open cans of pop or glasses of milk in the fridge with no lid on them. I see it as a spill waiting to happen. He sees it as not being wasteful. And the battle continues.....

Won't you be glad when my birthday comes so I'll shut up about myself?? :)

Bumpits

You've all seen the commercial, right? The one that offers every woman the chance to break free from her hideously flat hair and "Bump it up!" and "Go from flat to fabulous!". For only $19.95 (+ shipping and handling) you too can "Buy Bumpits by Big Happie Hair and look like a star!".

Um...are you kidding me?!?!..........What the heck?..........Like I am going to pay YOU to walk around like that all day?? Yeah, right! You'd have to pay ME, my friends and my price isn't cheap. It's disgusting and possibly the worst fashion idea I have ever heard. I'm pretty sure if I ever did this (which would be Halloween only!) I would be the laughing stock of Kalamazoo. No one looks at that and says "Oh wow! Cool hair.". They are looking and pointing because they're laughing! And those cell phone cameras they are pulling out are not because you're drop dead gorgeous. They are texting their friends about how crazy you look! Their friends just didn't believe anyone would be that ridiculous so they had to send a picture for proof!!! Congrats you just helped them win the "who can find the person with the ugliest hair" contest. You're probably going to find that picture later on Facebook or something with the title "Look at this hot mess". Yep, I just found it...it has 437 *likes*.

And one more thing. Who sells a product with the name Bumpits anyway? Every single time I look at it I read Bum Pits, not Bump Its like it's supposed to be. No, I would not like to send you $20 plus shipping for a Bum Pit. What is a Bum Pit and what do I do with it when it arrives at my door? And I don't know heavy that thing is. Shipping could be like $30. How do you ship a Bum Pit anyway? Does that come FedEx? I hope so. They are way nicer than those UPS guys.

Please, friends, stick with your flat hair. It is waaaay better than the alternatives.

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On another food note, I don't like it when my food touches each other on my plate. It's sorta nasty to have chicken touching potatoes that is touching broccoli that's sitting in BBQ sauce.