These past couple of months Zeke has become more and more interested in doing the things that we do. As it often goes with little boys, he is especially interested in what his Daddy is doing. Through his efforts to "help" he has learned the names of many different tools and even has a basic understanding of their use. Scott can ask him to go get the hammer and he is able to bring it right to him! However, there is a downside to all this selflessness: with learning comes creativity...and creativity in a two year old can equal trouble!
Recently we have had a number of things break down in our house so Zeke has had ample opportunities to play with Scott's tools. Many times we are able to offer him a little job where he feels like he is a part of the action, but isn't causing any damage. Also, this Christmas we were able to give him some of his own play toys, so can "fix" things around the house to his heart's content. All of this is part of the fun of having a toddler. They are very curious and wanting to experience everything themselves...the real trouble comes when they aren't being supervised...Last night we had put Zeke to bed and presumed that he had fallen fast asleep because we didn't here any noises coming from his room. As is our tradition, just before Scott and I settled down for the night we went in to check on him and make sure he was not hanging half off the bed or without his blankets or something. However, instead of seeing one of these normal sights of Zeke sleep we saw quite a different scene before us...a complete path of little boy destruction! It was especially easy to spot because he had turned a small light on in his room so we could see everything!
We first saw evidence that he had taken his toys back out because we had put everything away before putting him down. As we got further into the room we saw that there was more to this story. He had thrown his pillows off the bed and onto the floor and had nicely displayed the evidence of his adventure for us.
He had pulled out his tooth brush and toothpaste and made a mess with the gel. He had also found a new pez dispenser that he had gotten as a Christmas gift, busted it open and proceeded to eat two entire packs of the little candy. I am hoping that the candy came first and then he thought it might be a good idea to brush his teeth, but I'm not holding my breath on that one! At some point he had crawled back into bed, looked at a book of his for awhile and then finally passed out in what I can only imagine was a crash from the sugar rush!
We know that this won't be the last of our little guy's shinanigans, but at least since he was asleep we were able to have a good laugh about this one without him thinking we approved of his activities! Zeke is constantly making us laugh with the things he does and we praise God for him. Even when life here can be overbearing God has given us this gift who lightens our moods as well as provides fun stories to tell!




















