Last Thursday morning, I found myself feeling a bit of
deja vu.
I dressed Porter and myself, then sent him downstairs to play with Maren while I took five minutes to put on my makeup. I didn't even get to the eyeshadow before Maren yelled up the stairs something about "Porter" and "food coloring".
And that is how I found my almost-two-year-old son
following in his sister's footsteps, literally--he was sitting in the same exact spot on the kitchen counter as she was when I discovered her 'finger-painting'.
(And I'd like to encourage you to click on the link and watch the short but heart-stopping video of almost-three-year-old Maren. I almost cried watching her and remembering how cute and little she was then. She just lost her first two teeth this weekend and is now officially growing up WAY too fast.)
Judging by the amount of blue food coloring on Porter's toes, I think he attempted to give himself a pedicure.
How on earth did he know where I kept the food coloring? It was on the top shelf of the cabinet (same place as when Maren discovered it) so he had to do some serious climbing. After the incident with Maren, the food coloring boxes lived on top of the refrigerator for about the next two years. Only in the last year did I move them back into the cabinet because honestly, the top of the refrigerator is pretty crowded with all of the other things we're trying to keep out of Porter's destructive (albeit sweet) little hands. But back atop the fridge they go!
The good news is that the blue came out of his cute little outfit and out of the pants I was wearing that day--a miracle, as far as I'm concerned! The bad news is that the next day while Porter was still blue from the food coloring incident, he managed to slather himself with about half a tube of A+D ointment and require another emergency bath, this time involving grease-cutting dish soap. Sometimes I think he's trying to kill me. Maybe I need to watch that video of Maren again and remember that in about four years, I'll be getting all misty-eyed thinking about his almost-two-year-old little self. Even if that little boy is covered in blue food coloring.
OH MY GOSH!! Too funny!
ReplyDeleteWhen our 3rd born Tyler was almost two, he smeared Desitin ointment all over his body, head and hair... umm, we're talkin' hours before a scheduled family portrait.
A dozen shampooings later (remember, diaper rash cream repels water) it still was not gone.
He's 22 now and we still laugh and retell that story.
I laughed so hard when I read this! He's a handful, alright. A precious handful.
ReplyDeleteAwww! So glad you captured that video of Maren so you have a matched set now.
ReplyDeleteSorry but that is so cute.... a nightmare for you though. Will be a good funny memory in years to come.
ReplyDelete2 kids got into the food color? Really, I was speechless when I saw this. There must be a spirit living up in that cupboard that only tiny children can hear say, "Come here, my little one. I have something delicious for you to play with..."
ReplyDeleteI just figured out where that link was for Maren's video....i sat here snickering...(that happens when you've been thru it...lol) for me it was when kaleigh used a permanent red marker as lipstick....when she was two...(she is 28 now and has perfected the lipstick thing...) and of recent days..maxx used one to paint his arms hands and face...thanks for sharing that bit!!! MWAH!!!
ReplyDeleteThat is crazy that they both found it.. apparently they both like color!
ReplyDeleteI had to laugh because I remember when Maren did this...well at least you know what is in store for you!!
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