I need some time off
And I am so glad I get to have one on Saturday morning. I don't think I could handle another day like today. Living with Sophie is like living with a Tasmanian Devil. Lately I feel like I can't go into the bathroom or get a shower or turn my back for two seconds. Sunday she opened the door and let herself out. By the time we realized it was quiet, she had destroyed her sweater in the neighbors yard and was trying to climb under the fence to the field next door to them. Today I hopped in the shower and she destroyed my house!
We have an art cabinet that has all of our art supplies nicely organized. Included among them are containers that house beads, scissors, glue, paper, foam letters, Play-Doh, craft supplies, coloring books, markers, crayons and colored pencils. We also have magnet sets, puzzles and letter tiles in the cabinet. While I was in the shower, she emptied THE ENTIRE CABINET. Everything was opened and strewn over the kitchen including almost an entire sticker book of 300 stickers that had been adhered to the kitchen floor and a gallon bag of pony beads (you know the beads that you can put in your hair). On top of that she had dumped half a bag of Cheerios on the floor and stomped them.
Fine. I did what any mother would do. I stood there dripping in my towel saying "Sophie, what did you do???" Then I put on a video and proceeded to clean up the mess. I normally would have made her help me, but we are talking hurricane level messes here. My hair dried all funky (it took quite a while to clean up that mess) and so I told her to sit quietly while I got ready. I went in and rewet my hair and blew it dry. I came back out expecting she would learn. Apparently *I* have something to learn.
Sigh.
Thankfully I have a Prince Charming that cares enough for my sanity that when I called him up and asked him if he would take us out to lunch so neither of us would suffer, he gladly came to our rescue. I am still deciding how to tackle this mess...and if she should spend the rest of her toddlerness in a playpen.
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my Bailee was the same way. Never had a play pen until she was mobile...then she lived in it for the next few years. If I had to shower, get ready, throw in a load of laundry...she was with me or in the pen. Good luck! they do out-grow it...to some extent.
That is one ambitious little girl! That is also why my one year old always showers with me.
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