In general, Tosh is climbing every pantry, every closet, every counter, and every you-name-it to get into things that he knows he shouldn't. Some of his recent discoveries and accomplishments just this week include:
Stacking up a bunch of pillows so he could climb on top of the counter in the master bathroom to get into the medicine cabinet (I don't really keep any medicine in there). He took my deodorant out and "drew" all over the leather furniture in our loft.
He also discovered an almost-new bottle of fingernail polish remover and dumped the entire contents on the carpet in the master bedroom.
He emptied the entire contents of a new bottle of saline nasal spray--spraying his brothers and the entire play room.
He colored on about 5 different walls upstairs, the tile floor, and granite counters...thank heaven for Magic Erasers!
He throws food, dumps drinks on purpose, loves "potty talk" (this is a new one), taking off his clothes, and making messes in general.
Really, Tosh? Give me a break already!
Wow, this post makes it look I am never around! The thing is that I am usually standing right next to him when these things happen, or just away for a couple of moments!
Just tonight at dinner he grabbed a white kitchen towel and dipped it into the ketchup on his plate (making a big mess of course).
Never before have I envied the superpowers of "Elastigirl" (the mom on the "Incredibles") as much as I have lately. Generally I can see these instances coming, but just can't get there in time to prevent the mess.
(Seriously moms out there, wouldn't these stretchy arms be so helpful?)It was quiet for a few minutes this afternoon so I went to check on Tosh and found him like this on his brother's bed (I had to sneak away to grab my camera and sneak back in):
Even though this one can be a real handful at times, he is awfully sweet and such a funny and happy kid.
