Last night we were all relaxing watching Charlie Brown Christmas...we were all chilling except for little hurricane. She kept using our bodies as stepping stones to climb on top of the couch and cracking up laughing. She succeeds every day in making a mess in every room of the downstairs. I generally don't let her have much roaming area upstairs...I get tired of cleaning up after her. She will occasionally pick up part of her mess and put toys back in their place, but it is always short-lived. The toys get emptied as quick as they were cleaned up!
I truly could spend all day every day following that girl around the house and cleaning up her messes. I prefer sanity over following her. I coerce the boys into cleaning some of it (with the "I cleaned your messes when you were this age. Not it is your turn.") and I clean up after bedtime and during nap time.
|Apparently Lincoln Logs taste good.|
|Moving Santa across the kitchen floor. I think she is checking to see if I'm watching.|
|Apparently she made such a mess in the other room that she needed more!|
|Her other favorite past time.....attacking brothers!|
|Emptying the books and the DVDs.|