It's a good thing...

...I really love my 2 year old.

The past two weeks William:

Shattered my favorite bracelet

Picked the touch up paint off of the walls, twice.

poured red candle wax all over our nice table cloth. It is ruined.

Threw about 800 screaming tantrums that resulted in time out.

Snuck out of the bathtub and sat on the counter completely naked while eating the tops off of 21 muffins I made for breakfast. All while I was washing Sam's hair.

Threw his cup at Sam and made him cry...at least 10 times a day.

Poured and entire container of ranch dressing out onto his plate of chicken nuggets. I guess he was trying to be self-sufficient.

Picked the roses off of the rose bushes and shredded them all over the yard, 10 minutes before a showing of our house.

Fed the guinea pigs candy...which can kill them. Luckily, they are used to William and have stomachs of steel.

Poured an entire bowl of cereal on his head.

Poured an entire bowl of cereal on the floor.

Dumped his applesauce on the counter, and then slapped it all over with his hands while laughing hysterically.

Drew all over the piano keys with a pen.

Spit juice all over the walls, "because it was funny?"

cut my $35 headphones into three pieces.

Shattered Sam's Lego creation he spent hours working on.

Pulled up a bunch of the neighbors flowers.

Wakes up at the crack of dawn ready to roll.

Threw 5 loads worth of folded clean laundry down the stairs.

And believe it or not, I do watch him. He just finds the tiny bits of time I am occupied with one of the other three, and goes for it.  He is also not doing most these things out of anger or to be bad, which makes it hard to discipline him. He is just extremely curious and fun loving.

Good thing he can give great hugs and kisses, makes me laugh and smile every day,  and loves to snuggle. Oh, what to do with this giant 2 year old of mine.