This blog is about me and my life. These are my thoughts and observations. Don't steal my words. It will seriously piss me off.
The general tone of this blog is tongue in cheek. Please keep that in mind before you call child protective services.
I do write about my kids a lot, but don't call me a Mommy-blogger. There's so much more here. Plus, I hate to be pigeonholed.
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At first I was like, who is this anonymous commenter, but the truck keys & dinner plans gave it away. Talk to your mom & then facebook me with a place and time and I am there!
I think it is amazing how little they can be when they truly start grasping ways to become sneaky. I understand and feel for you. At the end of the day, when it is time to pick up the toys, I always find a surprise or two hidden for me…or maybe for him for later. It makes life interesting when he gets into my zipped purse and hides my truck keys. The last time that happened, I didn’t find them for a week (under his bed), thank goodness for spares. BTW we need to get the girls together for a dinner night. Let me or “mom” know.
I think he would figure out how to get over those gates in about two days. He is the problem solver. Present him a physical challenge and he will work it out. Mothers Day out is a possibility, but would really only buy me a few extra hours of peace a week and not for free!
Oh my…might be time to look into a mothers day out…he can make messes there. Or get some babygates!