While I went PEE the Bubbies got into the Kitchen..
Where he is at now!
It is amazing to me how quickly a 1 year old can destroy anything you have accomplished for the day. Yesterday I had a Tornado not a toddler not a baby but a TORNADO!! He was into everything just mess after mess.. I would clean one part of the house go back clean another and what I just cleaned was worse than what it was before!! Imagine this.. Kitchen is clean look at picture #1.. I run to the bathroom for fear of a exploding bladder or possibly just wetting myself. in the few minutes it takes to use the restroom it is quiet and the end result was picture #2 this happened 2 times.. once with the Cheetos and the juice and the other time Only with the cheezits..I am thinking it is time to get locks for the pantry he can open up and get what he wants out of it.I used to get annoyed with how loud the children can be. the screaming the fighting the constant chatter of someone talking.. However it no longer bothers me. It has not bothered me for quite a few years probably around 13 years *remember I have a almost 15 year old son* I have learned it is the quiet that bothers me. The quiet means there is Cheetos being dumped on the floor.. There is makeup being put on before school by my almost 7 year old Baby Girl. There are plastic Spoons being made into weapons By Mr.Man. Or worse yet where there is quiet the 2 older ones are plotting something. Lets build a fort and use NAILS in the WALLS to keep the blankets up!! Or they are plotting a way to torture the Bubbies..
Yes most definitely it is the quiet that scares me.
When I am old and grey will I miss the noise and the quiet? will the quiet cause me to go look and see what my children are up too? When I am old and grey will they have children of their own being just as quiet plotting the same as they do.. Ahh that is a thought that makes me smile.
Until then I will enjoy the noise and listen for the quiet. I am sitting here as I blog watching my Trouble Tornado Toddler.. TTT spinning in circles clapping his hands and just playing being a toddler! I love this age and yet I miss the freedoms that come as they are older.. But for now I will relish in the fact he is small he loves me because I am a Moo Cow Milk factory.. And that he is easily made happy and has yet to learn to be quiet.
5 comments:
Haha! That's right! Fear the quiet!
I love the before and after shots.
HA! Great post! (OMG did they really use nails?!)
Thank you ~l~ I keep trying to explain how he is a whirlwind.. Pictures say it best though. And Niki Yes they used nails in the walls.. the problem is we live in a german type apt and the walls are concrete/brick and not easy to just pound things into so I have a bunch of little chips throughout the bedrooms.
Umh, lets see Megan is almost 5 and I still fear quiet ;) I am totally giggling about the pictures though! ;) And what little sinkers with the nails.
Quiet is really really really, did I say really enough? really bad around here.
Somedays I just wave the white flag and break out the wine before 6 pm. ;)
xoxo
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