Ok, so I think I knew this phase was coming, but at almost four, it is here. And maybe it's always been here, but for any number of reasons, it is more prominent and annoying. But this, pick everything up, unscrew everything, stand on everything, move everything around, then drop it or break it noisily, all the while talking non-stop is driving me crazy! He's always been a busy kid, so maybe he's always done this stuff--it's just that now he can pick up, unscrew, stand on bigger and more expensive things and so the annoyance and cost factor is greater. And I'm sure that because there is a baby in the house now, I'm more sensitive to noise issues, too.
I kept wondering if I'm just imagining that he's into everything, but in the last 2 minutes, he picked up the kitchen footstool, put it on top of his head, dropped it from that height. Then, while I was typing this, proceeded to unscrew the chair that I am sitting on.
I know this probably isn't a phase, it's my new reality. Help me adapt sooner than later.
Permalink Reply by Joe Mama on May 5, 2012 at 5:25pm bwah-ha-ha-ha...
eh-hem...
Think of the great job he will do in engineering school or as a kick-ass mechanic - he'll be able to afford a great nursing home for you when he finally drives you over the edge!
Permalink Reply by The Oracle on May 5, 2012 at 11:24pm Nothing but solidarity from here. Ducky will be three in September, and already he's given me more heart attacks than his more introspective and cautious older brother. All I can think is, millions of parents have made it through these years. We will too, Boring User Name (love your new name, btw), we will too. And then we will visit each other and have a drink and share migraine remedy advice and stories of our sons' extreme sports achievements.
He has so many building, pounding, exploring toys. And we are doing constant experiments and projects, many of which he invents. So, it's not really an issue of not enough stuff with which to explore. (Of course, I'm currently trying to simultaneously teach him to share with his brother which getting more possessive of my own gear. I'm feeling settling on "just ask permission first.") Of course, there could always be more. I really want an eco version of PVC pipe for him for his birthday, so he can build more. And I am drolling over a Montessori catalog as we speak/type.
He's been fairly cautious physically (probably my genes), but he has no doubt that he can do anything he wants to. "I'm going to park now." "I'm going to build an airplane now. I just need a saw, hammer and nails." But, I know I have many more years ahead of me. My husband's stories of ways that he could have killed himself (before he even met) have been known to keep me awake at night. "What do you mean you broke your leg jumping off a building during a game of tag?"
And now that the bun has left the over, I am ok being a BUN.
Permalink Reply by Mommy Monster on May 7, 2012 at 5:16am My deconstructionist was my second. He very clearly taught his older sister how to use footstools, chairs, tables etc. to reach things that had been put up high out of reach. Sigh....
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