This kid has the greatest knack for getting into mischief. If you’re not convinced by the end of this paragraph then there is something wrong with you! So there I am living it up on the Gold Coast when I give Kelli a call to see how everyone is doing. I get the, “I’m going to go crazy!” type response. She tells me about some of the shenanigans that Hunter has been up to. One of his latest things is to take any chair available and hike it around the house – preferably in the kitchen where he can find the most ‘opportunity for excitement’. He would get upset at Kelli, asking for some water or milk and then proceed to dump it all over the floor. He would pull things off the counter and throw tupperwear all over the kitchen. But, nothing could compare to the events of the last couple days. I get a call from Kelli and she says, “You will never, ever guess what Hunter did this time.” She proceeds to describe how he got into the pantry (yes, he’s figured that out now as well) and pulled out the chocolate syrup. He then poured it all over the kitchen tiles and proceeded to hand paint with it. You think that might have satisfied him, but no, he was only getting started. He took his chocolate covered hands and ventured into the family room where we have white couches and love seats for visiting … and yes, one of the love seats got a new paint job. Kelli came into the room a little bit later (probably got uneasy when it was too quiet), and to her horror took in the scene around her. She just put her hands to her face and screamed for several seconds – enough to scare Hunter! Kelli removed the slip covers and cleaned up the mess. That’s a good story in and of itself … but it’s even better if I were to tell you that the same thing happened the next day! Only this time there were no slip covers and he just planted his mitts all over the chair itself. Kelli wasn’t too happy, obviously. That was in the early afternoon and by the time I got home from work he was up in his room, in his crib with the door closed because he’d managed to pull his chair over to the sink, pull down our digital camera from the ledge, throw it into the sink … and turn the water on--and he was saying, "Naughty, naughty." Thank goodness it was our old digital camera which was about to go out anyway, but he definitely has crossed the line several times this week. I caught him the next day pouring water on the same chair he’d covered with chocolate (the two of them must have some crazy bond), so he went up to his room again. I think the message may be getting through, at least. We haven’t had any more mishaps this weekend. He even played good while the kids did a messy paint project. So, maybe we’re turning a corner. That and he asked to go on the toilet as well – even without doing anything ‘productive’ he was pretty proud of himself.
Ok, now that I’ve painted that menacing picture of our little 1-year old, let me give some positive highlights as well. He has turned into quite the singer. He loves to sing one of two songs – I Am a Child of God and Star Wars. He also loves to talk – in his own language of course. But, most of the words you can make out and he’s entertaining to listen to (for instance, loves to say ‘doggie ‘side – doggie outside’ … ‘gaubamanman – garbage man’, ‘bug!’, ‘shoes! – meaning he wants to go outside’, ‘bike’). The problem is getting him to be quiet! He does love bugs, though. This morning he came in and starts grabbing my hand and telling me ‘pollie, pollie!’ That proceeded to crying ‘pollie’ until I would follow him. On the way out of the room he grabbed one of my shoes. We then proceeded into the kitchen where he stoops down and gets his little pointy finger out and points at the ground. And there was a rollie pollie bug – or whatever you call them. He then took my shoe and tried to smash it – because of what he’d seen me do with other more menacing creatures like spiders. After showing him this one was ok, he held his little hand and I put it in his hand to take outside. So yes, he does have his endearing moments as well.
Collin on the other hand is also a little mischief maker. He is our little class clown. While not nearly the trouble maker that Hunter is turning out to be, he does his own fair bit. This past week he got into some crazy glitter glue and managed to get it on the carpet and on his head --- which didn’t come off for some time. He’s also having some trouble obeying as well. The other day he asked Kelli if he could have some cordial (concentrated koolaid if you will) to which Kelli said no. Well, Collin took that as a, “no I won’t get it for you” … so I’ll get it for myself. So he went into the kitchen, unscrewed the lid and proceeded to pour cordial into his cup … and then all over the floor. Without making a peep he made for the paper towels and started to try and clean up his mess … which is when Kelli happened upon that lovely scene (are we starting to feel Kelli’s pain a little yet?)
The kids have been having some fun in other areas as well. As evident from the pictures, they are living (as much as we will let them anyway) on ‘ice blocks’ or popsicles. They recently decided as well that they like their bedtime puppet shows so much that they have started doing their own plays outside. It’s pretty entertaining as they don their
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2 comments:
Your kids are a kick in the pants! Kelli I feel for ya but I sure do enjoy all the stories and pictures! What a hoot. Miss you all this holiday season -- enjoy the warmth!
Hehehe--Hunter sound like one of mine! Hope things calm down a bit!
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