Regardless, he IS a handful. But mostly he is a really sweet hearted, loving, adventurous little boy! He loves his sister and tells me at least ten times a day "I wuv yous, mama." I know, I melt every time. He loves being with people and follows you around no matter what you are doing. He loves working on stuff, whatever the stuff is you are doing. He just wants to be involved.
He has definitely been two on many occasions and reminds me with blaring regularity that he is ONLY TWO!
About 6 months ago it was about 10pm and Jon and I were in our room watching TV when our alarm to our house started going off. We both leaped out of bed and as we were running downstairs I noticed JD's door was open to his bedroom. We found him downstairs opening our sliding glass doors ready to leave, headed for the back yard. Jon picked him up to talk to him and immediately got a overwhelming blast of the smell of Febreeze coming from his breath and clothes. Yes, he drank Febreeze and was headed out to do who knows what in the back yard. We freaked. I jumped on the phone to call poison control, Jon jumped on the Internet meanwhile JD is giddy and buzzed.
Luckily, the only thing in Febreeze is ethanol alcohol and essential oils. Good thing. We gave him a Nutri Grain bar and some milk so he didn't wake up with a hangover. I was giving our child carbs and sugar to soak up the alcohol, Jon immediately went to the garage to get tools and turned his lock around on his bedroom door. So yes, we locked him in his bedroom at nap and at night until just recently. He actually used to knock on his own door when he would wake up from nap or in the morning so we could let him out.
So although his lock is still turned around, we thought we were past the Houdini moves, so we stopped locking his door. We were wrong.
Jon left out of town just a few weeks ago and wouldn't you know it the minute we drop him off at the airport everyone starts feeling bad, even me. Lovely. Flying solo with sick kids.
After two days of being sick, I finally get everyone to lay down for a much needed nap. I lay down in my room with Taylor. I didn't actually mean to fully fall asleep, but I did. All of a sudden the door bell rings and I panicked. -Ohh no, how long have I been asleep! You know that feeling you get, that feeling when you jump out of a dead sleep. You are kinda hot and panicky.
I run to answer the door bell and I see a small figure through the glass wearing the red shirt I dressed him in that morning. It is JD, soaked. It was pouring rain and he left the house, played in the rain-apparently, and rang the doorbell to come back in. WHAT!!!!
Hyperventilating, I grab him and have him show me how he got out. Which he willingly showed me how he pushed an ottoman over to the sliding glass door, unlocked it, and slid the door open. He was very proud of himself. He pretty much thought he was awesome.
So before you get all judgey. Yes, we have our cleaning supplies locked up. I accidentally left a bottle of Febreeze on the kitchen counter. I never thought he would be able to reach it or want to drink it. I am still not exactly sure how he got to it way up on the counter. Since then I have seen him balance a myriad of toys on top of each other and then stand on top of it to get whatever he can't reach. So I am assuming he used this method to get the Febreeze as well.
We do have chain locks on all our door as well. But, he is only two and bound and determined.
If you are a parent, I am sure you have had these moments. Whether you had the guts or not to admit it to anyone, I think things like this have happened to all of us. No matter how great a parent you are things like this will happen to you. Right? Gratefully, nothing was tragic. But, it always makes me stop, slow down, reorganize my priorities, and check my focus. This part I am grateful for! I just wish that was a more natural instinct than having to send me into hyperventilating mommy freak out mode to get to that place.
I am working on it. Lots of love.
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