Mischief Managed

Jacob has been extra busy as of late. Recently in one day he emptied a bottle of starch on the wall and carpet. He climbed onto the washer in the laundry room and got into the cabinet with our cleaning supplies. He sprayed the girls with CLR, and the walls, the doors, and the floors of the laundry room with various other nasties. He took his diaper off and pottied on the lid of the toilet. I put him down for his nap and he pulled off his diaper and pooped in his bed.  When I was getting him out of his bed he said, "Don't be mad at me, I'm little."  I had to chase him through the backroom of Extreme Soccer in Roseville. He got the Pam and sprayed it on the family room ottoman and couch. That was just in one day. He's also been climbing on the washer to undo the deadbolt and the child latch at the top of the door.  He learned how to climb the shelf to get to the garage door opener and took himself out into the front yard.  Enough was enough!  I bought a new locking door knob for the laundry room and figured out how to put it in myself. I blame it all on my mother. She said so many times in the past that she hoped I had a child that was just like me. Really? I don't think I could ever have been this wild.  As the last Harry Potter film is out, I thought the line "I solemnly swear that I am up to no good" was quite appropriate.  I finally pulled out my Silhouette and used it for the first time to make this little shirt for my little stinker.

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