Here is a little taste of life with Mitchell on a day to day basis:
Above: Day 1 (every ten minutes)
Below: Seeing how high he can swing the light...
Day 2...
Day 3...
Day 4...
Day 5...
Day 6... (note: he is squirting himself with a squirt bottle and seems to be surprised every time he pulls the trigger)
Day 7...(as if it's not dangerous enough that he is on top of the table every ten minutes, let's wear a beanie OVER our eyes to make things a bit more exciting)
Day 8... (parents finally outsmart the toddler)
Same day...(toddler finds something else to climb on)
I don't even really care so much about the fact that we are snowed in...until I remember that every five minutes, Mitchell seems to avoid serious injury by some miracle, and then the panic sets in. How in the world can I get this boy to the ER if I need to? It's a big concern, really! I didn't even dare post pictures of him unlocking the dishwasher, taking out knifes, and playing swords with them for fear that I would be turned in to the authorities. Or, of him pulling the kitchen chairs over to the stove, opening the oven, or turning on the gas range. Thank goodness for the tie-downs...and I'm ordering safety equipment and locks for the kitchen appliances tomorrow!
Can't wait to spend a few weeks at my parents this summer, so many new things for him to get an adrenaline rush from :)

