A little devil came in the middle of the night and took the place of my angel child. This devil decided it would be fun to only take a 25 minute nap this morning. He thought it would be delightful to throw all of the pots and pans (and lids) all over the kitchen floor over and over again. He agreed that an afternoon nap was in order, but only slept for slightly over an hour, before discovering that if he reached just far enough, he could turn on the light in his closet, which would send out light through the cracks in the door. Upon this discovery we decided to remove the lightbulb instead of moving the crib for fear that the latter would just encourage him to try to climb over to the light switch.
The devil wasn't finished after his nap. We went to a friend's house and planted some flowers. Then we made a quick to the store for some sunscreen and some lettuce. Screaming at the top of his lungs with a gigantic smile on his face made him happy, along with chewing on the outside of a cantaloupe. Gross.
What could a little demon accomplish in just thirty minutes before dinner? Try taking the house phone, playing with it, pretending to talk on it, and then throwing it in the cat water. He just stared and stared and stared as the electronic face started to flash and become jumbled. I fished it out, and it is now drying, but I doubt we will be able to salvage it.
Little devil child went to bed a bit early tonight. He didn't make a peep as I laid him in his crib. I hope J finds his way back tomorrow.