Messes, messes and more messes :)

Ok, so I guess the key to blogging is to have bloggin on your mind before you sit down to blog. I had a brain fart on my earlier post, so it was short and boring. So, I decided to finish the dishes and while cleaning up, I started thinking of good things to blog about. Such as this morning:

I (and Scott, I believe) am beginning to wonder if Blake is the most curious, messy child on earth. Probably not even close, but we each get a little fed up with his constant messes and him constantly getting into everything. It was recommended to us that we try to train the baby not to get into things in the house rather than baby proof the child. I'm sure that works with some kids, but I just can't imagine trying to do that with Blake b/c he is into ever.y.thing.

So, onto the morning happenings. I decided to be a good wifey and make Scott a warm breakfast, which he loves. So, I whipped up some boxed pancakes (haha) and an egg (Blake tried to pull the egg carton off the counter, but thankfully did not succeed). Meanwhile, I set the table but realized we were about out of fake syrup (which Scott loves) and all we had was real maple syrup (which Scott tolerates). So, I put the glass jar of syrup on the table along with the plastic jar of fake syrup.

Well, as I'm cooking, Blake climbs up on the chair (big surprise) and before Scott can stop him, he drops the glass jar of maple syrup on the floor, which due to the weight, makes the cheap plastic top break and syrup to gush out of the jar. I yell to quick grab it because that stuff is expensive, Scott gets agitated, and commotion ensues. Poor Blakey doesn't understand why we are upset, and he starts crying. I tell Scott to go tell Blakey that he still loves him and we calm him down while trying to see if we can salvage any of the syrup :) What a mess.

After the meal, I got a phone call which I needed to attend to b/c I had left a message with Travelers insurance after finding out that our home owners insurance was never cancelled after the sale of our house (bonus to find out we are getting a refund, but confused as to why this was never taken care of at closing. Another reason why I hate escrow--I'd rather be in charge of my own bills, not let the bank take care of it and then have things slip out of sight). Anyways, meanwhile, Blake is scrounging for food on the table (or so it seems) and finished up a pancake scrap, some grapes, and plays with his oatmeal. (Since I don't love giving Blake pancakes, he had oatmeal with raisins, which he didn't quite finish (even though he finished off the last of my pancakes :) )). After my phone conversation, I find oatmeal everywhere on the floor and on the chair. Sweet.

Anyways, I procrastinated cleaning it up b/c I hate cleaning up sticky oatmeal off the floor. So, while blogging my last post, I decided to just go finish cleaning up since I wasn't enjoying blogging anyways. When I was about done, I thought what a great post this mornings happenings were, so naturally I decided to treat myself to a bowl of ice cream while doing so (which I just discovered in the freezer, so it won't last long there, haha). Well, we were out of clean spoons in the drawer, so I dug in my clean dishes in the sink to find one, knocked Blake's highchair tray, which then knocked my ceramic cup on the floor (crash!). After that was cleaned up and I decided to safely wash the one spoon that was out that I took off the floor from Blake's oatmeal, I then dished out some ice cream and grabbed a chair to bring to the computer (we don't leave a chair here b/c Blake always climbs up the chair and bangs on the keyboard, clicks the mouse, throws papers on the floor, etc). After I got the chair to the desk, I realized this chair still had oatmeal on it, so I had to run back to the kitchen and grab a washcloth to clean it off, then plopped down on a damp chair. Hope you enjoyed our morning thus far and as you can see, it isn't always as easy to just sit and blog as it may seem :) :)

Ice cream always helps :)

So, since my first thought when syrup was gushing on the floor was NOT "Kodak Moment" I do not have a picture, but I do have a picture of Blake getting into granola bars and cereal from earlier days. His newest finds in our pantry that he recently has been able to reach, but rarely can now since we push them even farther back, or move to a higher shelf.

This is how he opens the granola bar :)

Num, num



After all the trouble of him getting the granola bars and opening them, I didn't have the heart to take them away, so I restricted him to eating it in one corner of the living room, where there was already a mess :)

This is where I discovered him, and only because I heard crunching :)

Concentrating

So cute :)

Cereal that I thought was a new box.

Shaking...



And...dump. Whoops, not a new box, I guess. He was too quick for me! Another mess...;)

 And, now since I've just revealed some of  Blake faults, I must tell you that he is such a loveable boy at the same time. Here he piled all our pillows on top of himself and just sat there looking adorable on our couch.

Playing in the pillows

Adorable adorable smile :) Love this boy!!

Rolling around again :)

And Blake has now awoke from his nap, and he absolutely insists on "helping" me at the computer, so I must sign off now. He is currently sitting on my lap, playing with a pen. His newest fascination is putting the cap on and off again. He puts all his gadgets in front of him--he found on the desk the cell phone, pen, and camera (which I took from him to take this picture--it is back in front of him now :) ).