Friday, September 14, 2007

I hate it when he gets that look in his eye

He definitely has a look that he gets when he's sitting there figuring things out. He doesn't move, is quiet, and just stares at what it is he's trying to figure out. He did it twice last night. He's finally grasped the concept of lids and caps. Specifically the caps of bottles that we give him (that he has previously not been able to get into, but would spend hours trying). And last night he figured it out with a bottle of grape Vitamin Water. We didn't pay any attention to him staring at us looking for towels to clean the mess up with.

Well, as it was his bathtime anyway, he was quickly transported into the tub, and the mess was cleaned up. After his bath, he was dried off, and the towel was hung on the handle of the bathroom door (which we keep closed due to the amount of small items and chemicals kept in there). So again, he sat patiently and waited for his moment of unsupervision. 15 seconds was all it took him after I went to go clean the kitchen, and the Mother of the Gremlin went to get his room ready for bedtime. He staggered over to the bathroom door, and used the towel hanging over the handle to gain access to...THE BATHROOM. Free in his domain he immediately focused on... wait, was that the refrigerator door, or the door to his room?! Maybe it had... FOOD! And he exited the bathroom, grasping his conquest - a bottle of Old Spice Shower Gel.

As he stumbled into the kitchen and I saw him gnawing furiously on the bottom of the Old Spice container, I realized that he had seen us opening the bathroom door, and figured out that he could use the towel hanging off it as a lever/extension of the handle. All this and he still refuses to start talking...

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