Yesterday was my 7th wedding anniversary. We decided to stick to our usual dinner out ( THE KEG= yum!), but husband surprised me with a bouquet of beautiful red roses as well.
The Boy LOVED these roses and was mighty upset this morning when he realized I wasn’t going to let him touch them/play with them/destroy them. I said “NO”, he cried and threw his bowl of Rice Krispies off of his high chair tray. Breakfast was done- off he went to play with his toys while I cleaned up the mess…or so I thought.
As I turned around from wiping down the walls, I saw this:
My 15 month old had managed to get up on our kitchen chair, so I did what any good mother would do and grabbed my BlackBerry to capture the moment. But he wasn’t done…apparently, the word “No” means “Find a sneaky way to do what you want without your mother seeing you”, because in the next moment he did this:
Today’s lesson?? Our house is now officially unsafe- every surface (except for the kitchen counters) is climb-able for my kid. And “No” means nothing.