The Mess Maker

There is a new song being sung around our home these days. Tune: Matchmaker from "Fiddler on the Roof." Our version: Mess Maker, Mess Maker; making a mess. throwing his food, digging through trash. Mess maker, mess maker; it's not a game, quit making our home a mess.

I could continue singing, but I'll get to the point. Braxton is a little stinker when it comes to making messes. He is so curious and sneaky, which makes for a dangerous combination. This little turkey is so good at sneaking away and finding something that he shouldn't be playing with and making a huge mess.

Exhibit A:
Shredding toilet paper. The TP in our house is not in the dispenser anymore. Stinky figured out how to spin it off the roll. I got so sick of rolling it back up every. single. day. so I eventually took it off the roll and put it on the back of the toilet. I thought I had outsmarted him. Point: Mom.

A few days later I was getting ready and Braxton kept walking back and forth between our bedroom and the bathroom. It got very quite (always a bad sign) and turned around to see Braxton sitting on the bathroom floor with the TP in his hands. Only this time, he had discovered that while spinning the roll was fun, tearing the roll into teeny, tiny shreds is way more fun! Point: Mess Maker.

Exhibit B:
Braxton also has figured out how to open the cabinet doors in our bathroom. It took him a while since they don't have handles. However, once he got the doors open, he realized that Mom hides all the "cool toys" under the bathroom sink. "Cool toys" being nursing pads, Lansinoh wipes, Tucks, and extra shampoo. Point: Mess Maker.

Exhibit C:

In the mornings, if I'm still tired, I will lay on the couch while Brax plays for a bit. When he's hungry, he will come whine at me and I would go get him some cheerios to eat. One morning, Silly Mama left the box on the dining room chair (only thing you can reach while laying on the couch). I must have dozed off because Mess Maker got a hold of the box, and this is what I woke up to:
Point: Mess Maker.

Exhibit D:

Just this week, the Mess Maker has taken things to a whole new level. Yes, this week Mess Maker figured out how to open his box of wipes. No biggie, just the little flap on top. He'd pull out a wipe or two and get distracted by something else. UNTIL... DUH DUH DUH... He figured out how to open the entire top, take out every single wipe, and tear them all to shreds! I've had to start putting his wipes up on his dresser so he can't get to them . Here is the first time I caught the little stinker in the act:
Point: Mess Maker.

Other points earned by the notorious Mess Maker: taking all the clothes of of his dresser, throwing every tupperware and washcloth out of the drawer in the kitchen, taking all of Mommy's socks out of the dresser, taking trash out of the can, pulling out all of the shoes by the front door, removing the outlet protectors from the wall and hiding them in the shoes for the owner to step on...

Current Score

Mom: 1
Mess Maker: 10