Oh the wonderful world...
Posted by Lisa Newman on Tuesday, August 31, 2010
Under: 2 1/2 years old
Last week Alex decided he was an extreme adventurer and explorer.
It was a day where he managed to get into things faster than I could clean up the messes left behind in his wake. He spent some time turning the electric tea kettle off and on and off and on. Then moved his stool to the sink and played with dirty dishes and pans, grabbed the clean strainer on the counter and took it to the hardwood for an experiment. Apparently there hasn't been much R&D on the result of standing in a strainer while on hardwood as opposed to using a strainer for it's intended purpose: to strain.
Then he went outside to throw boats in the pool, possibly to see if they still functioned? Upstairs he went only to throw any found clothes over the railing and down to the bottom floor. At least he's helping me with the laundry. He spent some time hiding blankets and moving all the cushions on the couch to a new (and better?) location. Alex is refining his redecorating skills for when he moves out. Then he decided to use the chairs as trampolines to practice his olympic skills in "couch bombing" to train for the next summer olympics.
Apparently the computer charger was in the wrong place (attached to the computer) because that HAD to be hidden. And after that, why not grab little sister's bottle and pour milk on her?! All the while, asking me to sing the "Jesus song" (Jesus loves me) with him while he went on exploring around the house. He gets points for creativity.
And just when I thought it was over (by 8am), Alcatraz struck again. I had the top bolt locked, as always when we're home because of his desire to explore the world all on his own (not until you're an adult, Alex!). As I prepared dinner in the kitchen I was a little distracted and after a minute or two realized it was toooo quiet. When I got to the front door to see it ajar, imagine my surprise when I saw my little Alcatraz on the other side of it! Somehow he'd managed to push a chair up to the door to open the lock just enough to squeeze through. Thankfully, our kind neighbor (with a toddler of his own) witnessed our little escapee expressing best wishes to all who drove past to have an awesome day, waving with all his heart. It's funny that most people use those locks to keep people out when we just want to keep people in the house!

It was a day where he managed to get into things faster than I could clean up the messes left behind in his wake. He spent some time turning the electric tea kettle off and on and off and on. Then moved his stool to the sink and played with dirty dishes and pans, grabbed the clean strainer on the counter and took it to the hardwood for an experiment. Apparently there hasn't been much R&D on the result of standing in a strainer while on hardwood as opposed to using a strainer for it's intended purpose: to strain.
Then he went outside to throw boats in the pool, possibly to see if they still functioned? Upstairs he went only to throw any found clothes over the railing and down to the bottom floor. At least he's helping me with the laundry. He spent some time hiding blankets and moving all the cushions on the couch to a new (and better?) location. Alex is refining his redecorating skills for when he moves out. Then he decided to use the chairs as trampolines to practice his olympic skills in "couch bombing" to train for the next summer olympics.
Apparently the computer charger was in the wrong place (attached to the computer) because that HAD to be hidden. And after that, why not grab little sister's bottle and pour milk on her?! All the while, asking me to sing the "Jesus song" (Jesus loves me) with him while he went on exploring around the house. He gets points for creativity.
And just when I thought it was over (by 8am), Alcatraz struck again. I had the top bolt locked, as always when we're home because of his desire to explore the world all on his own (not until you're an adult, Alex!). As I prepared dinner in the kitchen I was a little distracted and after a minute or two realized it was toooo quiet. When I got to the front door to see it ajar, imagine my surprise when I saw my little Alcatraz on the other side of it! Somehow he'd managed to push a chair up to the door to open the lock just enough to squeeze through. Thankfully, our kind neighbor (with a toddler of his own) witnessed our little escapee expressing best wishes to all who drove past to have an awesome day, waving with all his heart. It's funny that most people use those locks to keep people out when we just want to keep people in the house!
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