Who among us hasn’t stumbled to the kitchen for an ice cold glass of water in the middle of the night and tripped over some evil toy left on the carpet by our toddler?
Deadly Legos puncturing feet, tiny plastic toy people drowning in the toilet, race cars parked in my shoes, it’s all a part of parenting a toddler.
After pulling yet another oddity out of my purse last month I decided to officially start documenting the hilarious discoveries that I, the mother of one very busy 19-month-old, make on a regular basis. One day in the not too distant future the race cars, Legos and bizarre lovies strewn all over the house will just be regaled to memories his father and I share with each other.
As I wrote on my personal blog a few months back, as messy as Henry’s calling cards can sometimes be “one day all this will be gone. My house will be exactly as I spend several futile hours a week trying to make it look now; clean, everything in its right place, no crayon markings on walls, no fingerprints on expensive television screens to lament and no toys to pick up… And although everything will be in its right place it will never, NEVER, feel as right as it does now.”
So I’m doing my best to enjoy the mayhem. Behold: the photographic evidence of the shenanigans my 19-month-old gets up to in the course of a month.
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