of little monsters and goldfish
Sixteen months.
We love him, but his most recent "accomplishments" have made us, well, experience new levels of tolerance and patience.
Case 1 --he is really good at uncapping ANY type of lid, so he got into the cooking oil and spilled it on the floor... let's just says it was a slip-n-slidin' "good" time
Case 2 --he got into the fridge and emptied the contents of several leftovers and a few condiments (like soup and strawberry syrup... such a lovely clean-up it was not)
Case 3 --the usual makeup story of spilling mom's foundation and blush. yay. not.
Case 4 --anybody else have a kid that eats things out of the garbage? Seriously, so gross.
Yes, typical little rascal behavior. Typical, but such hair-pulling inducing activities, especially when they occur frequently, can seriously drive anyone insane. The micromanaging and prevention tactics make me long for naptime every single day (for him AND me!) But, whatever name we tenderly and lovingly call him... little monster, little stinker, little rascal, etc...he completes our family. Bring on the little headache ;)
And, if you look closely, you can see a wrapper of some little snack in the picture. The little guy is eating us out of house and home!
Meet Fifi the fish. Fifi's mother is Diana...and she couldn't be any more excited for this new little addition to the family. (And we couldn't be happier that a tropical goldfish is now satisfying the kids' desire for a pet... we care about animals, but will not be getting any pets any time soon. Or ever. Please don't hate us. We're just not dog or cat or bird people. Or rodent people. Maybe lizards because I love my husband and that's his dream. Someday.)
We love him, but his most recent "accomplishments" have made us, well, experience new levels of tolerance and patience.
Case 1 --he is really good at uncapping ANY type of lid, so he got into the cooking oil and spilled it on the floor... let's just says it was a slip-n-slidin' "good" time
Case 2 --he got into the fridge and emptied the contents of several leftovers and a few condiments (like soup and strawberry syrup... such a lovely clean-up it was not)
Case 3 --the usual makeup story of spilling mom's foundation and blush. yay. not.
Case 4 --anybody else have a kid that eats things out of the garbage? Seriously, so gross.
Yes, typical little rascal behavior. Typical, but such hair-pulling inducing activities, especially when they occur frequently, can seriously drive anyone insane. The micromanaging and prevention tactics make me long for naptime every single day (for him AND me!) But, whatever name we tenderly and lovingly call him... little monster, little stinker, little rascal, etc...he completes our family. Bring on the little headache ;)
And, if you look closely, you can see a wrapper of some little snack in the picture. The little guy is eating us out of house and home!
Meet Fifi the fish. Fifi's mother is Diana...and she couldn't be any more excited for this new little addition to the family. (And we couldn't be happier that a tropical goldfish is now satisfying the kids' desire for a pet... we care about animals, but will not be getting any pets any time soon. Or ever. Please don't hate us. We're just not dog or cat or bird people. Or rodent people. Maybe lizards because I love my husband and that's his dream. Someday.)
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