Mr. Destructo

8 minutes. This is the amount of time that it takes me to dry my hair. This is also the amount of time that it takes Mr. Destructo to demolish a bathroom. Today he was especially destructive as he reeked havoc. Of course, I had to take some pictures to capture the bathroom devastation. Take a walk with me through our, once clean, bathroom.

Entrance into the bathroom: Jay's clothes from the closet

In front of the shower: more clothes, drawer liner, one of my shoes, one of Jay's socks, and a makeup sponge

Bottom drawer where hairdryer and drawer liner belong: my shoes mate

In front of the tub: towel and another one of my shoes

In drawer where towel used to be: my hairbrush that I needed to dry my hair

In the bathtub: Meet Mr. Destructo himself (please don't let yourself be fooled by the look of innocence being displayed here) "Who, me??"

*No animals were harmed during the making of this post, and the bathroom was back in order by the next morning's hair drying.*

I can do it myself....mom!!

Ok, so William doesn't actually say that...yet. He has become quite the independent little man these days, though. His days are filled with saying "no"(his new favorite word), swatting my hand away, undressing himself and wanting to do generally everything for himself. I still make this independent toddler stop to give me kisses, though : )

Takes out the trash himself...or at least to the door

will only eat a banana if he does it himself

undressing himself for bath-time (yes, that's the kitchen floor, if you were wondering)