The Daredevil goes by a couple of other names, there’s the Super B, our little terrorist and my personal favourite, Mr Destructacon. There’s also the nice gentle ones like cuddle bug and gentle Ben, but today was definitely a Mr Destructacon kind of day. I think I’ve spun from one minor clean up to major hassle all afternoon!
Let me explain a little further. Normally on a Tuesday I only have the Daredevil at home with me. The Drama Queen would generally spend the day in child care. But today we had a little outing to get some immunisation shots, 18months for the Daredevil and 4years for the Drama Queen. So, like a responsible mother I’ve tried to keep things calm. Have an inside relaxed kind of afternoon. It’s rainy outside, so outdoors really wasn’t an option anyway. My munchkins have had other ideas, particularly the Daredevil. My plan was for a quiet and crafty afternoon, but like best laid plans things have gone a little pear shaped!
While the Drama Queen has been relatively calm, despite the occasional snap at her over excited brother, the Daredevil has sniffed out and found almost every kind of destruction his little frame can handle! The problem today has been that he has been really quite stealth like with his destruction and it is only by chance that I’ve found the more creative and difficult to rectify misadventures. As I type, he is trying to unload the dishwasher – really helpful if he were 10 years older, though I have a feeling when he is 10 years older he will have no interest in any form of household appliance!
We managed to cut out the tulle for the pink and purple (yes, the Drama Queen’s colour choices) Christmas pom poms, but the lure of ABC for Kids became too strong so they haven’t progressed much further.
We I have made the green jelly that will hopefully set before desert time. But beyond these small achievements, our day has been a joyful chaos, fortunately free of any major damage to property or person. I’ll let the few photos I have managed to take speak for themselves…
Ahhhh…. nearly time for dinner, and Mr Perfect’s on the way home. A Daredevil shared is a disaster halved!