This week was rough....
First we had the computer keys incident. Click here to read that post if you missed it.
Then there was yesterday... Mr. Jackson Boy was at it again. (Let me tell you the preface to this story first... About a month ago Jackson got out our nice Kitchen Aid blender to play with. This is a GLASS JAR blender people. Of course he dropped it and watched it shatter into a million pieces. A month and $35 later, I repaced the jar and now we have a blender again.) So I had our "new" blender up on the counter. Safe. Out of the 2 year old reach. Yeah right. He pushed up a bench. Climbed up onto the counter and slid the blender over for easy access. He took all of my fresh, made from scratch banana chocolate chip muffins and shoved them all into the blender. I happened upon him a few minutes after he filled the blender with muffins and screeched when I saw what he was doing. Luckily there was no breaking of the new blender. He was play cooking and was not in destructive mode after all. Thank heavens! But the muffins were in a sad state after I rescued them from the blender - hey, the kids needed an after school snack later - did you think I'd chuck them?
So today was yet another story all together. I was folding laundry upstairs, again. I ran down the stairs to grab something and this awful - yet sweet - smell hit my nose. It was the stench of maple syrup. (I cannot stand maple syrup - I don't know why - I must've had a bad experience with it somewhere in my past.) Our living room is at the bottom of the stairs and as I turned I saw wet marks all over the ottoman. I put my nose to it and yep! You guessed it - syrup. My eyes followed a wet trail from the ottoman and saw that it was EVERYWHERE, dripped all the way through the kitchen to the front door. We have our awesome brick floor that disguises all messes, but I was panicky and frantic as I realized how easily this mess could go from big to monstrous. One little step in the syrup could leave sticky footprints ALL over the house! My emotions got the better of me and the tears flooded. I was so frustrated with all the annoying messes my sweet Jackson could conjure up and was exhausted with trying to keep up with it all. I ran back up the stairs and told Jeremy what had happened (I think I may have had a crazed look in my eye because he jumped up from his afternoon siesta and came to my rescue immediately.) We scrubbed and mopped and scrubbed and mopped, but if you come over I'm sure you'll smell a faint maple air freshener scent.
So, I would like to know... does this happen to anyone else? Does your 2 year old do something aggravating every day and several times a day? I really do try to be a good mom, but seriously - how am I supposed to get stuff done if I'm following him around ALL DAY LONG?
Sorry for the rant - I think I'm still trying to recover from the permeating maple syrup stench that's stuck in my nose. Oh, and sorry, no pictures this time - it just didn't feel like a kodak moment at the time.