I've just had to accept the fact lately that my house will be DESTROYED in about 4 seconds the instant Jake is on the loose. He considers it his personal mission in life to empty every last cupboard/drawer/closet in the entire house about 50 times a day. Every time I enter a room I hear myself say, "Oh no, what have you done now!!" He also loves toilets, so it is now MY personal life mission to keep every bathroom door in the house closed. If I had a dollar for every time I yelled, "Are the bathroom doors closed?!!!" I could hire a stinking nanny to patrol them for me. I think Jake has Evil Baby Radar that leads him to open bathroom doors no matter how vigilant I try to be because I still find him splashing happily away in one toilet or another on a daily basis. I've considered putting child-proof locks on all the cabinets/closets/doors in the house, but man, I hate those things. I'm just hoping he will grow out of this... eventually! In the meantime I am trying to be grateful for happy, healthy kids and crazy, naughty babies.
|This is a typical EVERY DAY scene in my kitchen, except he is only about a third of the way finished with the job.
|The little naughty!! I should probably edit out all the junk on his shirt, but hey, I'm just keeping it real here.