There are some days when I want to trade in my kids at the store. Today is one of those days. The girls have been good, for the most part, but Christopher is most definitely, without question a 2 year old boy. He is into everything all the time, so I'm not surprised when I say things like "Don't eat the batteries" and "Get those wipes out of your mouth!", but today was the culmination.
For those that know me, you know that my son has attempted to climb the refrigerator. Yes, that's right, the refrigerator. See, we have a small counter next to our fridge where our coffee pot sits. Well next to that counter is our trash can. Chris figured out that if he put something next to the trash can, like a 'Sit n Spin', he could use it to climb up onto the trash can, from there to the counter, from there to the coffee pot and from THERE he could reach the top of the fridge (which, by the way, is where the candy and knives are because I thought I was being smart putting them out of reach). And this happened when he was 10 months old.
Okay, so given that context, this is the scene that played out today. I ran upstairs to go potty and put on my shoes as we were heading out the door to go to the library. I don't know how long it takes you to do that, but it doesn't take me very long. I have 3 small children, it can't! So I come back down the stairs and I hear Chris screeching like a monkey. I come around the corner into the kitchen to find him hanging, literally hanging, from the TOP shelf of the cabinets next to the sink. He pushed a chair over to the counter, climbed onto the counter, crawled - or walked or flew, I'm not quite sure which - over the sink to the other side of the counter, opened the cabinet, took out all of the stuff on the bottom two shelves and climbed up. Now this might not be so awful if all I had in this cabinet were plastic containers and dishes, but the reality is that this cabinet is my medicine cabinet. Not only did he dump everything out of the cabinet, he opened bottles of pills. Thankfully he only opened the vitamins, but the fact that they had "child proof" caps did not stop him. Oh, and he decided to EAT the vitamins. My vitamins, which happen to contain a small amount of iodine. He then found out they did not taste like candy and spit them out, effectively staining my counters with iodine. I couldn't decide if I wanted to cry or scream.
I know... really, I really do KNOW... that I am not the only mom out there that has days like this. For those of you that are in the trenches with me, maybe it will be better tomorrow.... right? Here's to hoping! And I think I'll take that margarita now! :-)