More book woes

I exited the shower this morning wondering why it was so quiet. 

Usually when I try and grab a shower I park my little darlings in front of Playschool, where it's mostly guaranteed they'll stay put for the required amount of time and not get up to any wickedness.

Well, this time I didn't do that and Mr I'll-be-2-next-week got up to said wickedness.

How am I going to explain that one away at the library?

Art, a wet towel and safety in the car

An interesting day with just my youngest today. 

He's about to turn two, so I suspect today was just a sneak preview of what might be round the corner...

While I was packing the dishwasher, he drew on the wall. 

The white wall. 

With a 4b grey lead pencil. 

He was outraged when I confiscated said pencil but quite happy to join me with an eraser frantically trying to bring my white wall back to white.

Now, can I just say, DO NOT bother with the extra expense of wash and wear paint or whatever it's called. 

'Nuff said on that one.

After lunch he had WORLD"S BIGGEST TANTRUM while I was trying to get him in his bed for a nap. The phone rang about 10 minutes into our wrestling match and my first thought was someone had called the police, or maybe child protection services.

Then there was the wet tea towel shoved inside my shoe.....

And the coin carefully slotted into the spot my seatbelt is supposed to slot into, to latch correctly.

On the other hand, he can be very industriously cute, before he's even out of his pjs.

So I'll keep him.