Kyler is at that stage where everything is fair game, he can open doors (as of this week) and open lids (even childproof ones-last week it was a bottle of Motrin) and open pretty much everything else. This makes my life very challenging and some days very exhausting. I have basically given up talking on the phone for more than a few quick minutes while he is awake but sometimes I answer a call if I need to or I change Audrey’s diaper or make food for the kids, etc. I do my best to keep track of him but can’t always keep up.
In weeks past we have found him, having pulled the dining chair to the counter, carefully taking each knife out of the block or spraying Spray’n’Wash all over my coffee maker, coffee beans, blender, stove top, flashlight and wall art or unrolling dental floss and making a trail all over the whole house or pouring 32 ounces of water on the living room carpet or writing with sharpie permanent marker on the counter or eating an entire pack of his sister’s gum or squeezing out a tube of Benadryl anti-itch cream onto my carpet….you get the picture? He doesn’t like his toys, he doesn’t even really seem to like his brother or sister’s toys, he just really wants to find his way into the things that are not meant for children-things he knows are off limits.
So today, I was fixing tuna in the kitchen, talking to my sister for literally less than 5 minutes about our weekend plans while holding Audrey and he was playing with the other two for a while, somewhere though he bailed on them and ever so silently went into my bedroom where Audrey sleeps and all her stuff is kept. He had climbed up onto her changing table and was sitting on top. Here is what I found besides one very guilty and diaper-cream covered face:
What is all that you say? Well, it is my very favorite baby care products, most of which I bought with baby gift money. Besides pouring out a bottle of Nystatin (for Audrey’s thrush) onto the carpet below, the tub on the top is Earth Mama, Angel Baby Nipple Cream (with of course a small tube of Aquafor stuffed into it by the culprit below). The second picture is a $30 tub of prescription cream, Burt’s Bee’s Dusting Powder (almost emptied all over Kyler’s whole body), saline nose drops which had been sprayed all over the window of my bedroom, also almost emptied and California Baby Calendula Cream which I adore for baby bottoms and boo-boo’s of every kind and then there is the nose sucker thing, I don’t even want to know what he was doing with that. His face was smeared with the calendula cream and dusted with powder. He ran away quickly while I grabbed some rags and a camera. Then, he felt guilty and angry about the situation this is where I found him after my quick clean up:
Then he threw a big fit at my feet and tried to bite my ankle (which I found slightly funny, truly because I thought I should be the one throwing the fit):
So there you have it, a little window into our day. Tonight I go to the store to get those doorknob covers that keep curious hands out (at least I sure hope they do).