In the Wake of Solomon

In case you hadn't gotten the memo, it is currently Solomonsoon season in our household. The winds have shifted, dramatically, and around every corner, destruction awaits. While I can't show you proof of the day I heard the shattering glass in the kitchen only to find Solomon happily sitting IN THE MIDDLE OF IT (hey, even I have limits on how much picture taking can happen with danger looming), I can share some of his other less than favorable recent activities.

It was all fun and cleaning until he came walking out with the plunger.....which was slightly wet and I can only imagine how it got that way, ick..... 

Then there was the tape....

....that he used as a yo-yo.....

Then, there was the diaper cabinet demolition.....look, ten minutes of fun with the baby-wipes.....not sure why he had to pull the pillows off the couch too but hey whatever.....

He's now getting stronger than the rubber bands......best part is, most of the food was already on the floor far before the tray made it there, like usual and as soon as I start sweeping it up, he comes waddling back to eat from the pile (yes, I do stop him....usually.)

Oh look, what's this picture doing here of my neat and tidy music shelf? Oh wait, where are all the labels on the music organizers? Hmmm......

Oh, right, he pulled them all out, ate some of them, spit others out, and yes, that is the severed end of some earplugs he found in the piano bench.....

And finally, you may recall his love of the dishwasher rack....well, apparently he has moved on to better things:

Before pulling him on out I asked him why he didn't just play with the bottom rack like he used to....he told me that was SO yesterday. Duh. 

And yes dear reader, I realize he is likely to break the dishwasher by crawling on the door and pulling on the, um, whatever that thingamajig is but this is so much cleaner than where I found him only moments earlier (pulling the toilet paper off the roll, dousing it with toilet water AND EATING IT!) that I think I'll take my chances. (You know the other kids don't always flush, right? BLECH!)

Can't imagine how this might end.....

Hey look Mom,  I'm dancing.....on a stool.....

.....on only one leg!

There he is in a quiet moment.....just looking for trouble.....(give him that mirror will ya!)