The Kitchen Sink
Why does bad stuff always happen when I am at the kitchen sink??? Tonight I turned around while cleaning up the dinner dishes to find Oliver scrubbing the kitchen floor with the toilet cleaner brush. UGGHHH. It is disgusting but I had just cleaned the floors today from the plummber with dirty shoes on. We had an overflow last night and with one bathroom we can't fool around with trying to plunge it and pretend nothing is wrong.
A few weeks ago I was standing at the kitchen sink and Oliver was sliding the dogs placemat around the kitchen. He slid it under something and a sticky card from the pest control guy stuck to it. I turned around to see him with a 5x7 card with 4 GIGANTIC dead cockroaches on it along with some winged ants and beatles. Luckily he was entranced by the stickyness of the card and not the dead insects (I don't know the cockroaches could technically be rodents based on their size).
Today it was rainy and overcast so we played at the water table in the backyard and I re-potted some plants. He loves the water table but he cries when it is time to stop playing in it. It makes it even more difficult to wrangle him away from the water table because he is wet and slippery.
I am not sure why but tonight we are having some troubles getting him to sleep. We've nursed, he's had two small bottles of milk, Seb has rocked him once, I have tried rocking him, now Seb is in there rocking him. The whole time I was trying to rock him he kept smiling at me oh so sweetly and then he would run his fingers around the bottom of my hair, just feeling my hair, then he would yank it with all of his strength - still maintaining the sweet smile. What is 2 years old going to be like?
I need some chocolate.
Goodnight Thursday!
Reader Comments (1)
Now you know why I always say there is mommy induced ADHD, you can barely finish a task without switching gears, like, 7 times.
For the glue traps, just so you know, vaseline or olive oil will break down the sticky if it becomes adhered to anything other than a cockroach. don't ask how I know.
Slippery kids are no match for oven mitts, especially the terry cloth ones!
The only other solution I have is avoid doing things like dishes that take your attention away from the little busy boy.
Love Roy