Why the nickname Solomonster you ask? Oh, I was hoping you'd want to know.
You see, like many babies, he is into everything. For instance, there's the time I found him pulling out everything from the kids' cabinet in the art room:
No big deal right?
Then he moved his reign of terror into the kitchen:
|Notice, there is even a lock on this cabinet.....he apparently has a radar that senses when they are left unlocked and ready for his investigation....it's especially fun when he empties the cereal boxes. And the cleaning supplies. And the....|
Then, he makes his way to our Bible stand.....and while one might think he is simply showing his extremely wise and spiritual nature, obviously living up to his name.....
They'd be a little off for really he is just trying to see how much he can pull down (and then tear apart).
So, since I have stuff to do and can't always be protecting the entire house from his mayhem, he goes into Solomon-tary confinement and immediately he flexes his muscles:
|It's all fun and games until the entire changer comes crashing down on him, at which point, he simply crawls out of the rubble and claims his victory.|
And then there is the battle at meal times. Look here: Solomonster peacefully eating his breakfast. Notice the rubber bands we have holding his tray onto the high chair.
Now, watch what happens the instant we remove him from bondage and "unlock" the tray.
|First, he feels around to find the latch.|
|He looks up at us, knowing he has it.|
|He pushes the tray up, looking around to see if anyone is watching.|
|And finally, the look of innocence. "Whoa! How'd that happen?" (Again....)|
Here's the instant replay:
|We're currently stocking up on thick, strong rubber bands......|
So, Madeline got this cute Mini Lop bunny for Christmas (yes, we know we bring on our own misery and suffering):
None of these things are abnormal mind you.....matter of fact, other than Kurt and I actually getting the pet rabbit for Madeline's Christmas present, these things are all actually perfectly in line with typical behavior.
But then the other day, as I was doing the dishes, I went to put the dirty plates in the dishwasher and discovered the bottom rack was missing.....at that same moment, I heard a noise that sounded vaguely like a raccoon getting his back legs run over by a tank while trying to escape the grip of an alligator around its waist, and I went running around the corner to find a very frustrated Solomonster.....upset that he wasn't able to get the dishwasher rack around the dining room table.....
Oh, my, these photos are priceless. Please, please save them for high school graduation time! I thought my third (and last) child was active, because she learned how to climb on top of the diaper-changing table, but she had nothing on your Solomonster. The dishwasher rack?! That shows true ingenuity. And the photo with the toilet paper is going to keep me grinning all day. I hope you are able to make it through still grinning, too.ReplyDelete