(picture taken during first snow day)

BOY2 WANTED: For household troublemaking

Today's schooling lasted a little longer than usual.  Boy2 was quiet, but I knew that other kids were in the back of the house so I figured (well, if I'm honest I was pretty engrossed in school with the others and didn't think about him much since there was no crying or loud crashes) that he was playing with the bigger kids.  After finishing school, I became a detective and re-traced numerous crime scenes to determine Boy2's activities throughout the morning:

1) Based on the evidence of cat food all over the laundry room floor and in the cat's water dish, I have concluded that Boy2 started his morning in the laundry room.  It seems he was originally trying to feed the cats, but then found that mixing the cat food and water was pretty fun.

2) His next stop was my bedroom where I found the linen closet door opened and pretty much every towel and blanket pulled out.

3) Apparently looking to see what trouble he could make in other bedrooms, his next stop was his sisters' room where he completely took apart two 100 piece puzzles his older sister had completed.  She may forgive him one day...

4) His final activity was in the kids bathroom where he had pushed a stool over, climbed onto the counter, opened up the medicine cabinet(which fortunately contains no medicine!) and pulled out and unpeeled EVERY bandaid we own - a total of about 3 boxes!   

The very curious thing is that he did not seem to spend ANY time in his own room!  Checking his room, his bed was still made and everything looked to be in perfect order!

I have a feeling I am going to be in trouble because he is just so cute that it's really hard to be mad at him!  When I showed him the messes room by room his defense was "Oh my goooooodnessss!" to each one in a way that made it really hard not to laugh.

And while I'm talking about "his cuteness", he transitioned from the crib to the boys room bottom bunk when we moved.  He's been pretty consistent about going to sleep in his bed, but coming into our bed(with pillow) before morning.  I have been sleeping pretty soundly because most of the time I don't notice he's there until morning(when my back is all tweaked!).  A couple weeks ago he started waking me up with a smile and saying "Mommy, you are my su-shine"...and then he wants me to sing the song to him.  It took me a while to even figure out where he heard that song though one of the kids finally helped me to credit a Veggie Tales movie.   Now, usually when he's in trouble, he will look up at me with the eyes in that picture and say "Mommy, you are my su-shine!" and put his little arms around my neck!  How can the manipulation begin so early?

Blessings!

-J