hurricane Z

i was in my closet. scanning a full closet of clothes, in which i can't find A THING to wear!! (sound familiar?) when i hear squealing from downstairs. charile is inside the slider door. z on the outside. the inside is soaked. he sprayed the hose on full blast inside the door. :( oh joy. he is a one man demolition derby. he destroys things i wouldn't think could be destroyed! (the other day. grandma mary brought over a jar of jelly. i found it dumped on the couch. !!! WHAT!@?) this morning, i found his footprints in baking soda, on the kitchen floor. i also found a cup with syrup in it, next to an open bottle of syrup. grandma mary also cleaned off some paint from our dining room chairs the other day. thank you grandma!!  next thing i know, i grab a seat on the train (chairs lined up for a train ride), the seat was covered in wet orange paint. & he also has this oral fixation. he is TWO & he bites his nails. he bites everything. this morning alone. he was biting a dvd, dominos, little people, the water bottle lid. ...oh, & he steals gum. he will eat a whole piece then swallow it & laugh cuz he knows he shouldn't!!...

okay. he just came up to me & said "me pooped." he has no diaper on...guess i'll go on a treasure hunt...

good news. poo was in the toilet~