One, two, three, four…and more nicely painted blue hand prints, one by one on my stairs, all the way to the top, which he victoriously climbed after adding a new addition to the wall. It’s days like this that I have to stop and remind myself to laugh, because of course acrylics don’t wash away. It’s like leaving your hand print in fresh poured cement; right? Maybe I should just mark it with a date and initials.
Do you notice anything wrong with this picture?
Neither did he. And apparently the teenager that was asked to watch him for 10 minutes had something blocking her view, like a small hand held electronic device. Her words, “I put my paints away.” Um, where he can’t reach them? … Well, we ARE raising a giant! And he CAN reach everything.
Raising a giant is challenging. You first have to make sure proper diet is involved.
This little giant lives off of four main food groups; “the bottle,” chocolate chips, suckers, and sprinkles! It reminds me of Buddy from Elf, who said, “We elves try to stick to the four main food groups; candy, candy canes, candy corn, and syrup.” I’m pretty sure Buddy was part giant as well. Yes, he likes sugar, but don’t worry. He’s selective in his choices and growing strong, on his way to being over 6 feet! Record breaking for our household of little people.
Well, the sugar aids this little giant in a whole number of energetic activities through out every day, starting with pouring and dumping everything in his path out. It’s like he’s on a mission to ransack the whole house. Being taller than average allows him to reach things high on the shelf, and when you add a chair to stand on in that mix, nothing is out of reach! Pouring out boxes of cereal never gets old, and I think he writes it on his ‘to do list’ daily. His heightened energy also assists in his curiosity, so that he can live to tell about moments like this…
I fit in the sink!
He’s a master of selfie taking 🙂 I have a million and one pictures that capture this… say, “Cheeeeeeese.”
He loves being where ever I am and helping with everything.
His favorite tasks include :
- Unloading the dirty dishes faster than I load them in.
- Turning off the wash machine in the middle of a cycle, because he likes to watch it spin (again and again).
- Brushing his teeth, or eating toothpaste…not sure which.
- Unfolding the clean clothes.
- Clearing everything on the table to the garbage and taking shoes to play a great game called, “Never To Be Seen Again”.
So basically — he is 2! He can’t be pinned down for 2 seconds. Then suddenly,…there is silence… and he has… crashed.
When you’re a little giant, door knobs are easier to reach, along with tables, counters and those darn walls seem to jump in your way when running down the hall, not to mention that everyone around you believes you’re three. So not only should you act and talk like it; you no longer qualify for “two and under are free.” lol.
And as of this week, giants must be tougher than the rest of us. He’s the only person I know that can claim to having got staples in his head without any numbing medication!
He took it like a champ, gave the doctor knuckles, and asked for a sucker.
It’s a good thing he’s my favorite… shhh, don’t tell the others. You can read about my favorites here.