Matthijas has turned into a 2 year old (finally) and has had a rash of nasty, naughty trouble. He got into the glue the other day and dumped it out on our silk rug (I think I got it all out), then he dumped a bottle of Gatorade on me in bed to wake me up, and then he found a tube of yellow paint and decided to redecorate the upstairs hall. He got it all over the inside of the cupboard, on the carpet, on his shirt, in his hair and managed a bit of fingerpainting on the wall before I had even realized he was missing.
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