A Day in the Life of a Monster

Every morning, Ellis eats half of his cereal and then leaves the unfinished bowl on the table.

Every morning, we leave to take Henry to school and leave remnants of breakfast on the table.

And every morning, without fail, Sam-o swoops in when Mom isn't looking, with his wave of mass destruction.

First item of business: he dumps out the bowl, in less than one second.

Then, as quickly as possible, he sweeps the crumbs off the table, using his hands.  If time permits, he eats a few bites.

Then, he climbs up onto the table and starts throwing everything onto the tile floor.  If it is a glass bowl, he shatters it.  If it is Mom's scriptures, he rips out a page or two.

Then on to the exciting adventures in the bathroom!  The plunger and toilet brush always generate a good reaction from Mom and Dad, so he grabs them quickly and makes a mad, giggling dash throughout the house, before someone catches him.

And does this ever get old?  Not when you're well on your way to breaking the world record for fastest-unrolled Giant roll of Charmin.  This week he took out a full roll AND a full box of tissues before Mom even wondered where he was.

And when the jobs of the morning are done, Sam spends the rest of the day trying to reach greater heights.  He climbs as high as he can, then realizes he can't get down safely. So he calls out, "Ma!"

Rarely do 5 minutes go by without a call from Sam-o, the poor little boy who is stuck and can't get down.

And every time I rescue him (or rescue the house FROM him), I can't resist stealing a few kisses from this sweet little monster.