You always laugh when people say boys are so different...like it's so sweet, and most of the time it is. Jalen brings me more laughter but along with that some real frustration! He is so busy...and into everything he shouldn't be. We have baskets full of toys, enough balls to fill our own ball pit but none of that is interesting to him. I can't clean without him climbing into the dishwasher or dryer or spraying the cleaner that we all know is not so good for babies. I can't cook (not that I was really good before) but I mean I don't cook because he climbs into the refrigerator, onto chairs to help me by the stove or he disappears into some other room since he knows I am in the middle of something and can't come chase him. And there is NO relaxing...he can't sit still to watch TV so therefore I can't sit and watch TV. Honestly, some days I would do anything to watch the Backyardigans...at least I could be off my feet for a minute! He is into the girls toothbrush and toothpaste (another toxic item if ingested), he has dumped out an entire bottle of laundry detergent, he empties the tupperwear cabinet on a daily basis, he climbs on any counter to turn the faucet on and wash his hands, or any other part of his body he can get in the sink. He has emptied most of our pen and scissor collection into the heat vents and he is an expert on the electronics. But this week was a record week for him...if he was in a "who can make the biggest mess" contest he'd win hands down. He emptied half a jar of bagbam onto his head and rubbed it into his hair so good it took three days of multiple washings to get it out. Two days later he used my jar of lotion as a full face mask as well as a conditioner for his hair. And to top it off last night he shattered our shower door. That's right, the tempered glass that's not supposed to break easily, or shatter for that matter...yep he managed to do it! I know what you are thinking...who supervises this kid? I have to take complete responsibility (except the shower door was on Daddy's watch) but in my defense he is so fast...literally in the amount of time it takes me to poor a bowl of cereal he can create his very own spa treatment! So today the last of our house and any sort of convenience we used to know got the last touches of baby proofing. I mean we can't even open up a cabinet to put face lotion on or get the toothpaste to brush our teeth without taking apart a gadget that is almost too tough for us to get open. I know these days to will pass, and as exhausting as it is we love him and wouldn't want him any other way!
