Hurricane Andrew

If Kraig has to work early and isn't there to watch the boys in the morning, I usually don't get a shower until Andy is watching a DVD during rest time or until later during nap time. That means most mornings I stay in my gym clothes or jammies until at least 11am.


This morning was a little different. Andy was playing quietly in his room so I thought I'd take a few minutes for a quick shower (this was around 9am--could I be so lucky?) I jumped in and jumped out, and after towelling off, I poked my head down the stairs to see if Andy was still being as quiet as when I started.

I'm not joking--in the 2.5 minutes I was in the shower this is the destruction that he caused in his room. All the toy bins were off the shelf, upturned and emptied on the floor. He was having a great time and, in fact, cheered and threw a bin when he saw me!

The great thing about all of his destruction was that he was totally content to put it all back together. No whining that he didn't want to do it, no running out of the room, he just sat down and started putting everything back in its place. What a funny boy!