
Today was quite a day. I seem to be saying that every day lately. Jorgen is getting to be quite the handful lately. A few words I would use to describe him are: trouble, destructor, bully, tease, impish, clever, mischievous, mess maker, bug eater, bug squisher, mr. long arms, homework ripper, library book destroyer, tower collapser, button pusher, the list goes on and on. You can just see that gleam in his big blue eyes, planning what mayhem he is going to cause after lunch. Today he figured out how to disable the computer mouse. I have no idea how he did it, and it took Dan quite some time to fix it.
All that being said, he does give very good hugs, and still snuggles when he gets tired or is scared. He is a sweet little boy when he wants to be, but most of the time he is just a ball of energy. We have a book called "Baby Taz" and it fits him perfectly.
I don't know how I ended up with such an energetic child, I was not like this and Dan says he wasn't, but who knows! Jorgen is so different from my other two, so this is all new for me. But I still love him to pieces no matter how many messes he can make in a day (or an hour!)
Edited: I forgot to add a few of our most recent frustrations with this cute kid. He has been on a hitting, biting, head-butting, pushing, streak lately. He hits my other kids, he hits mom or dad, he hits the kids in nursery (at least they hit back, maybe he'll get a dose of his own medicine). He thinks it's funny. He has bitten Andrew so hard it drew blood. He likes to wrestle someone to the floor and then squash, bounce, hit, kick. I don't know how to get him to stop!
He is just now finishing his second attempt at breakfast (it's almost 10 am) because he tried to throw his cereal bowl on the floor, so I took it away. He managed to get his banana bread all over the floor before I could catch it. He also likes to throw his sippy cup on the floor and see if it will spill all over. (They are not as spill-proof as you would think, at least not when Jorgen is around). He likes to unroll the entire roll of toilet paper, throw objects in the toilet (Dan's blackberry suffered this fate a few weeks ago), pull out an entire box of kleenex, throw sand in his hair, and in other kids' hair.
He is not even close to being 2 yet, so I have a feeling we are in for a long haul. He sure does keep me on my toes.