My little tw0 year old keeps me on my toes and keeps me laughing. After a long day (they're especially long when Dad's not home in the evening), I was winding down the day with the bedtime routine - bath, story, bottle pj's, brush teeth, etc...
My two-year old scoots around so fast that sometimes I feel like I run a decathalon every night just keeping up with him. Keeping one step ahead of him is key. But the minute I slip up, he's all over it. My husband and I finally got smart and bought the toddler-proof locks for the doors and the fridge. With all the opening and closing of the cupboards and fridge, I occasionally forget to put the lock back on.
So I hear my 4 year old screech - "Mom! William!" I do the 100 yard dash to the kitchen to find Willam taking off with half of the gingerbread house. My 4 year old intercepts and recoups the house, but then William chuckles and show me his mouth with candy melting in it. Perhaps if it were anyother kid, you may say, ah let him have the candy. However, the night before, I did let him have the candy and I paid for it. He refused to go to sleep, and only fell asleep around 10:00pm. So I wasn't about to let that happen again. I scooped the candy out with my finger, and luckily he didnt' resist. I think he knew he was 'busted' and 'guilty.'
Afterwards, I have to laugh to myself. He saw an opening and he went for it. He'd make a great little football player. I can imagine him doing the Hail Mary pass.
