Why does she have to be sooooo.... TWO?!

Monkey4, the 2yo, is going to be the death of me. No, seriously!

This week has brought new and exciting challenges!

She's still working on the run into the middle of the road and laugh hysterically as mama makes a mad dash to save her from certain death thing. That's been ongoing for about 3 weeks now, and I know I've lost years off my life!

But this week, she has discovered a bizarre soap obsession. She learned to wash her own hands last week, which was a major breakthrough for OCD girl and I was so proud of her. However, since then, she's gone insane over the hand soap. For some unfathomable reason, she likes to put a ton of hand soap into her hands, rub it together for a long time to make an impressive lather reminiscent of shaving cream, and then run through the house wiping her hands on things.

I mean really. I have spent a significant portion of my day trying to clean soap lather off of furniture, floors, walls, and other [unhappy] children. And I still haven't killed this child yet. Don't I get a medal for that or something?!!!

I have no solution to this - if I get one of those "child proof" door handles for the bathroom, then Monkey3 4yo won't be able to make it to the potty on time - she always cuts it close and can't open those door knob thingys. If I take away the soap, that's just disgusting. If I put the soap in a different place that I think is out of reach, Genuis Monkey4 just pulls out some serious engineering trick and finds a way to reach it without even breaking her neck once.

And the list goes on with this charming little weirdo of a kid of mine! Its a good thing she's so cute, it is the only thing keeping her alive right now. LOL!