Maxx is typically pretty mild when it comes to mess making... a few of his utensils here and there or a pile of 4 books stacked where they don't go. Today something else possessed this kid. He started with a basket of clean clothes all over my room, then moved on to digging the dirt out of the one plant I have managed to keep alive, then onto scattering all the receipts from last year's taxes (gosh dang opposable thumbs he can open anything), and then topped it off in his room by flipping up the mattress on his toddler bed, dumping out Mr. Potato head and all accessories, and pulling all of his clothes out of their baskets and throwing them around the room. I am tired just having typed it and I haven't even gotten to the usual fruit on the floor under his high chair. Maybe if I cry Mike will help me pick it all up, however the last time even a 10th of this happened he joked he was going to hire a babysitter while I was with him during the day. One thing is for sure, if he wants attention he sure makes it hard to ignore him. :)
Path of destruction almost as wide as I am right now.
C
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One word...straightjacket...or is that two?
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