A toddler’s house

How do I know a toddler lives in our house? Let me count the silly little ways:

  1. The crunch of a wayward Cheerio can always be heard underfoot.
  2. Alphabet refrigerator magnets have migrated to the cabinet next door and taken up residence in the food processor.
  3. The paint on the door frame between the dining room and kitchen is chipped from repetitive baby wrangling by way of safety gate.
  4. This holiday season, “The Cat in the Hat Knows a Lot About Christmas” is our soundtrack and only the top two thirds of the tree is decorated.
  5. All chairs remain constantly tucked under tables so a certain little climber can’t summit Mount Dining Table…again.
  6. Every piece of jewelry I own is strewn about our bedroom floor each morning, because Nora likes to find and bring me my “wre-wrings” while I get ready in the mornings.
  7. Hearing “Hi mommy, hi daddy” over the baby monitor has become my wake up call.
  8. There is always love, laughter and snuggles within these walls.


6 thoughts on “A toddler’s house

  1. Hahahahaha! Nora and Josh would be a dangerous combo…he’s a climber, too! I also have a little crayon drawing on my living room wall near a bookshelf…and recently cleaned one off the fridge. It would be easy to stop if I knew where Josh was getting this crayon, but he apparently has some hidden!


  2. I’m loving this post, but my favorite parts are the “my bad” and the pic of Nora and Ryan! I’ll chime in with how I’ll usually find some stow-away toy put in my bag by Nora–proof that I’ve been over your house watching her 🙂


  3. I love this! This definitely describes my house. I also find toy animals peeking out at me from random spots all over my house — the back of the toilet, my dresser drawers, the dog’s dish . . . Other things you can find at my house: a perfect ring of food on the floor around the high chair (quickly replaced by dog lick marks on the floor instead); stools in front of every sink and toilet; sippy cups strewn everywhere; ride-on toys constantly underfoot; and a training potty in the living room. Fun!


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