“Look Mama! Look, see, I dwaw (draw) aya-pwane (airplane)! See my aya-pwane!” D’lo exclaimed with a very proud look upon his sweet face, as he grabbed my hand and led me to his etch-a-sketch…and just like that…everything else disappeared. As I gazed approvingly at my two year old’s masterpiece, and then back to his very delighted face, well, that moment far outweighed the blue gel toothpaste smeared all over the walls of our hallway.
Instantly, the image of red marker drawn, in very long streaks, across my family-room carpet faded in my mind…also gone were the thoughts of the salt he shook all over ALL the toys in the playroom…the brand new roll of toilet paper, unrolled, laying in a pile under the cardboard it was just on…that same load of laundry I folded, like, eight times cuz he thought they made a good karate mat…the soggy goldfish (the cracker) smashed into the floor next to the (salty) toys in the playroom (he must have thought the fishies needed water)…the water running down the front of the fridge and puddling onto the floor now that he’s discovered that really neat lever that releases H2O at his will…
I really could go on and on…and puh-leez don’t think we don’t discipline our child. I think he just really enjoys his little adventures much more than he fears a spankin’…hmmmmm (deep breath…and…let it out). I love this little madman!
By the way…that’s a damn good airplane, don’t you agree?
