Oh what little boys do....

So I didn't take pictures, of these messes, but let me set the tone for you....Imagine if you will...my two rambunctious little boys. Cute, so far, huh?

They've now learned how to open child-locked doors. I suppose it was just a matter of time for Houdini and the master-mind to figure it out. But still...I was hoping for more time!

So here's the sitch...

Wednesday, I went running with Kelly M. at the Sandy Track. It was great to actually go out and feel like I was getting some exercise...but it still wiped me out for the day. My Mom watched the kids for me, I came home, she'd finished feeding the kids for me...waffles & maple syrup. The syrup was in the cupboards. Behind locked doors. So imagine my surprise when as I'm snuggling on the couch with Matthew, I finally realize, I don't hear Josh! I went looking around for him...Matt went upstairs and comes down and I ask him if Josh is up there....he says "Yes." I asked him what he was doing and he said "Making a mess." So I head to the stairs. AGAIN...my stairs got hit with maple syrup. SIX OF THEM THIS TIME. UGH. I cannot even begin to explain just how gross and disgusting and messy it is to clean up syrup out of carpet. But, wait...I'm not finished!

I go up the stairs, avoiding as much as humanly possible, the blobs of syrup that have now soaked into my almost seven month old carpet. There are PUDDLES of syrup everywhere. In the laundry piles that I've sorted by the washer (which is upstairs), in Matt's room, further down the hallway, in Josh's room, crib, closet and all of the toy bins. And there's Josh, hiding behind his dresser (because he knew what he'd done was wrong and didn't want to get in trouble).

I admit it. I flipped. I yelled. I smacked his diapered little bottom twice. I put him into his crib. I put Matthew in his room and shut the door (so I could stop the little feet trafficking up and down the carpet!) and then preceded to call Stann and ask him how long it would be until he got home. Luckily, he was in Sandy, and so he was home within five minutes.

Well, let me tell you....it took 3, that's right, 'thuh-ree', THREE, buckets of hot sudsy water to clean up the mess. Both Stann and I sat them down and again tried to explain that it was dangerous for them to be getting into any of the cupboards. That if they needed something, they just needed to ask Mommy and Daddy and we'd help them.

AND....it only gets better! (Do you sense my sarcasm?! You ought to. I'm not toning it down...!)

The next day, after 'the talks'.....I went upstairs to change from my pj's into clothes...we got another 'surprise'. ARGH!

I was seriously gone, like 2 minutes. Everything is child-locked. Our fridge has two child-locks on at all times! Everything was buttoned up. I changed and came downstairs. Seriously. That quick! And I come downstairs to Matt squealing and then running away from me. Well.....He'd pried open the cabinet underneath the sink and dumped 1 GALLON of cooking oil. It was used cooking oil...I'd only made 1 batch of scones in it. But lo' and behold....it was now poured all over my coffee table, the living room and dining room hardwood floors, and part of our couch.

I just want to interject here....if you think maple syrup is hard to clean up....(which it is!) try cooking oil. On wood. There is a 'film' of oil, that sticks, regardless of how well you mop it up! And again...it took me THREE (must be the magic number!!!) buckets of hot water with ammonia and just a tiny little bit of dish soap (to help absorb the oil) to clean up the mess.

It was nasty. And my house....it smells like a McDonald's. Or at least like there's oil everywhere...which I'm sure that it is!!

THEN.....same day...Josh gets under the sink again. Only this time...he dumps carpet shampoo all over the hardwood floors. Easiest mess of the three, by far, to clean up.

But still....this was just yesterday!! (2/12/09) And the syrup was only the day before that (2/11/09).

So, there you go. You think your kids are a handful? Just you wait.

Mine are only 3 and 2. If they keep this rate of mischief up, I may explode. I'm soooo looking forward to the time that will come (hopefully sooner rather than later!) when I will look back on these incidents and laugh. Hard. Right now....my only sanity saving thought is...

I hope my boys have kids JUST LIKE THEM. lol.

Happy Friday' y'all. :D