I could go on and on about the things my little busy Lincoln gets into. He finds a way to make something that isn't dangerous, very dangerous. To say he keeps me on my toes is definitely an understatement!
- I'm always pulling things out of the trash that don't belong... and he's always pulling trash out!
- when I try to shower, I let him wander in and out of the bathroom and my bedroom (they're connected). One time he got to the box of Q-tips and they were dumped ALL over the floor.
- Lets not forget the endless amount of times I re-roll to toilet paper after he has unrolled it.
- I can always count on having to pull something very unexpected out of the toilet!
- he goes up stairs just to find things to throw down the stairs. and if he sees me coming he runs and hides in the closet or some other random spot .
- he finds the tightest little space and some how manages to squeeze in and he usually gets stuck...that's the only way I find him is by hearing his scream for help.
- Then there are the outlets that he constantly messes with. Outlet covers don't even stop him! He knows how to take them off and he even put the whole thing in his mouth before and it got stuck!
- he climbs onto absolutely EVERYTHING! One time as I was doing the dishes, I peeked over into the living/dining room and he was standing on top of the table dancing!
- he's always trying to put things into Ella's mouth. One time I caught him digging his finger into her eye! Poor little girl, she was just looking at him like "what are you doing..." I ran to pick her up and that's when the pain kicked in and she started crying.
- I have to stop him from sitting on her...once, it was like she was his couch, and she didn't even seem to mind at all!
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