Monday, August 16, 2010

Nathan the Tornado

WARNING: this post STINKS!

The minute Nathan wakes up and he jumps out of bed and his feet touch the ground he turns into a little tornado. He seems to destroy everything in his path or make a mess everywhere he goes.  I feel like I am going from one natural disaster to the next...never able to keep up because while I am cleaning up one mess, The Tornado is touching ground in another room. He is just SO full of energy!

The other day, the worst "natural" disaster of all struck our home...more specifically, Nathan's room:
(can't say I didn't warn you)

This picture does not do it justice...(and yes, I am getting a little obsessed with this blog to actually pause in the middle of this catastrophic mess to take a picture)...The Tornado decided that he did not want to wear his poopy diaper and proceeded to take it off, smear it on the floor, step in it and walk around his room, use the carpet as a wet wipe, and then go and play with his blocks.  I opened the door and the smell hit me like a ton of bricks. I just stood there in shock, not knowing where to start, or how to clean it up...a BIG thanks to my Sister-In-Law for bring her carpet shampooer over and cleaning his carpet!!!

I took a picture as proof, and possibly for blackmail purposes, grabbed Nathan, shut the door, and hosed him off in the shower. As I was scrubbing and sanitizing him, he asked me "What monsters eat?" to which I replied "Little boys who take their diapers off and smear poop all over." He got a thoughtful look on his face and didn't say another word. I know this was a bit harsh; it was one of those maddening parental moments.

Does anyone have any tips for taming a tornado?

Oh, by the way, this is my 100th post...sorry it is so "crappy"!


Gords said...

Wow. They need to make Iron Maiden diapers I guess.

Cara said...

Your Nathan sounds a lot like my Finn. Yesterday I was on the phone for 2 minutes (or less), scheduling an appointment (for HIM!!!) and he wrote all over the couch with dry erase marker. He just goes from one place to the next making mess after mess, destroying and making mayhem (flour all over the downstairs while I was in the bathroom, shredding and EATING(!) toilet paper while potty training, climbing his toy shelves after clearing them out completely). Thankfully I haven't experienced the poop smeared all over the room yet, but it sounds like you handled it well. I wish I had some awesome, magical tip to share, but I'm facing the same battle!

Happy 100th Post!!

Terra said...

I'm not laughing at the situation, but I'm laughing because I did the same thing when I was little!!! LOL. I was just over the age of 1 and my mom had laid me down to take a nap. She said that she smelled something when she walked past my room. She opened the door to find me naked with poop all over me and the walls and everything else. I'm so sorry that you had to experience that. Let me just say that I've learned from my mother's mistake. My kids are never left without clothing that takes a while to take off or that they can't take off by themselves. Onesies are my best friend!

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