Brooklin is no stranger to her fair share of disasters. She of course went missing and on an everyday occasion paints with her food at the table. The child is no stranger to disasters and accidents and it wouldn’t be a typical day around here without one.
I’ve been making it a habit to check on her every 15 minutes. She’ll play nicely in her room during the afternoons so I’ll stop in to make sure she’s okay and she’s not into anything. We’ve literally scrubbed for three days to get an entire bottle of bubble bath out of the hallway floor before so I really don’t want another mess to clean. She’s curious, adventurous she’s an all around bundle of energy.
Here is Brooklin in timeout tonight. I should have gotten a picture of the syrup that was all over her floor. You can see where I cleaned it up. Thankfully it came up really easy and I caught her 10 minutes after she went upstairs. The syrup she got off the counter which she can now reach because #1 she can climb and #2 she’s tall enough. She sat on her bed saying “Mommy, I sorry. I sorry mommy.” But does she really understand?
How does one child create so many disasters? How do you keep your cool as a parent and how do you teach her these things are wrong?
I have a very similar photo- except replace she with he and dolls with cars. Bryson will be three in just a few days and as far as making a mess with toys, we’ve started putting his toys away like up high in his closet. Then, we’ll rotate them every few weeks. I think this helps because there isn’t so much to clean up and he doesn’t have so many toys out that it overwhelms him.
We were also having problems with food too, but we just recently started laying out some rules for him and one of them is that food stays in the kitchen. After a few reminders, it has worked well.
She is way too cute to be so naughty!
When you find out. Please tell me. Terrible twos (which last for two years at least) are breaking me. William isn’t even 2 yet and we had to take him out of his crib because he was climbing out. Now he no longer naps or goes to bed for me. He attacks our coffee cups and EVERY SINGLE DAY at least two are spilled. He’s so mischiveous that he actually brings me to tears. I think my biggest mistake was having my kids so far apart that I’ve forgotten just how much work a toddler is.
Good Luck to both of us.