Every week I will post pictures of J's new messes that I come out to, and explain how these things get there. I will take pictures of Camper Boy in all his wide-eyed, deer-in-the-headlights glory of pseudo-innocence. And maybe, throughout the day, other pictures will be taken of a standard day for Camper Boy. Oh fun. For now, here's an intro to Camper Boy's days.
After the inevitable disaster clean up, we fold up all his blankets, put them in a specific spot under the bench by the door, pull a few toys out, and make up the benches for my somewhat-sectional. I put a movie on for him, get him some breakfast and juice, and let him watch. The movie varies but usually it's either Cars, Toy Story or one of his Preschool Prep videos. Frozen has scratches from being watched so often so I tend to avoid that one. If it's an at home day, that's basically it. Climbing about, playing with cars, movies. It's too cold to play outdoors yet, and if it warms up it's crazy muddy, so I'm impatiently waiting for a warmer, dryer time to convince Husband to buy a playground thing so J can play outside. He does so much better if he can get energy out. About noon or later he has lunch, and then it's naptime. Hallelujah, Mommy gets a break. After nap is likely another movie, followed by dinner and horseplay with Daddy, and then bed. Errands are our salvation because they get us out of the house, doing something. Naturally, such boring days lead to...antics. Which is where his messy adventures come in. And most of the time, while they stress me out, they are picture worthy, and should be saved for future date blackmail....I mean, for memories.
Cars. Always. Or Toy Story. I hear the word "Woody" waaaaaaaaaaay too often.
When he knows you're taking a picture, he walks really close and says, "CHEEEEEESE."
So there you have it, a preview of the joys and delights known as J, who will be Camper Boy when he's up to something. Tomorrow morning, I'll take a pic of whatever mess he comes up with.
