Terrible Two's

We have all heard a million times how the terrible two's are...but let me just tell you...If a mom can survive them without killing herself or her two year old....she must be a saint! I am totally struggeling right now with Lucas! He is fantastic some days and sometimes he is a hellion!

Let me just tell you a story:

It was Friday March 5th and John was in England again for the second time in a month for work. I was at home by myself with Lucas and Kayleigh. John had left on Wednesday and wasn't coming back until Sunday. Wednesday and Thursday were okay...we survived with very little drama....whoa....if I only I knew that it was the calm before the storm. Friday Lucas woke up extra early and came into my room. He climbed up and snuggled for a minute before I turned on some cartoons so I could get a little extra sleep. After we went downstairs to eat breakfast...that's when the drama started.

While Lucas was eating breakfast I started working on my lesson for YW on Sunday. I decided to make each girl a little handout to go along with the lesson. I went upstairs got the paper cutter and some ribben and started making the handouts....I had about 6 of them made when Lucas came over with his "Big Truck" and rammed it into my glass of water and spilled the full cup all over the compter desk, completely soaking everythign I had been working on for the previous hour.

Then as I was cleaning that up he played for a little while. I decided that it was time for a nap cause Mommy was TIRED!! Lucas on the other hand, not so much. I told him he had to play quitely in his room...that lasted a whole of about 20 minutes. So I put the child door lock thing on the inside of his door so that I could close my eyes for a minute without worrying about what he was into. About 20 minutes later I heard a very loud BANG BANG BANG....but I was coming out of a much needed nap and thought I might be hearing something. Oh no...it was Lucas using a plastic baseball bat to break off the door lock making a gigantic hole in the back of his door! And the best part is after he escaped he went downstairs and did the same thing to the 3 doors downstairs that he can't open because of child locks!

I obviously took the bat away and hid it...After lunch he went about the living room playing while I returned to work on my lesson. In the two minutes that I didn't pay attention to what he was doing he opened a gallon ziplock bag full of dog food all over the kitchen floor. So while I cleaned that up, he climbed on the counter and dumped a whole box of cereal on the counter! By this point I had just about had it anyway....John called about this time to say "goodnight"...I immediately started crying telling him how much I wished he was home...blah blah blah. He calmed me down and made me feel better.

Things were okay for a little bit and then.....he put my cell phone in my glass of water....yes! It shorted out the screen and so now I can't see if I have any missed calls or texts or anything. This was the LAST STRAW! I called my mom bawling my eyes out. While on the phone with her, Kayleigh started screaming..but it was sort of muffeled...so I went into see what was wrong and saw Lucas sitting on top of her in the swing! My baby was getting squished by her big brother!!

Luckily for me after no nap and a day of mischeif he went to bed early without a peep! It was his only saving grace....

If I survive this kid....it will be a miracle!