T R O U B L E

I wish I was faster with the camera to capture all the trouble Max gets into in a day. In fact, I need to be documenting more of his messes b/c it's shocking, really.

• His newest thing is to play in the bathroom. He loves to climb up on the sink and put his feet in, turn the water on and get all wet. Then he'll somehow get water into his mouth, onto the counter, on the floor, all over the mirror. And he loves to get soap on his hands to wash them. He'll do it like 3 times in a row.
• This is my least favorite...he'll be eating a snack, dinner, or drinking something and he'll chew it but not swallow it. I'll notice like 5 minutes later and he still hasn't swallowed so I have to take him to the sink, if I'm lucky enough to be by one, and make him spit it out. GROSS! This happened once while shopping and all I had was a baby wipe for him to spit in and it looked like throw up. And you know how I feel about throw up! EEEeeeeeww!
  
• He climbs daily on the kitchen table and lays on it with his head hanging over so he can see underneath or he'll push the chandelier and make it swing back and forth.
  
• He throws his food half way across the room leaving a lovely trail and then just laughs.
  
• He takes my squirt bottle (again with the water) and will squirt anything in sight, including my stair master, the TV or DVD player, the floor, the mirrors (his favorite) or his brother.
• He gets bloody noses like nothing I've seen. He had 2 in one day.
  
• I have to hide my chapstick b/c he steals it, takes the lid off and rubs it all over everything, but mostly his face. Then he digs his fingers in it to get more out. What kid doesn't love tasting it too?
• He won't get out of the car once I unbuckle him. He likes to jump from seat to seat, turn the radio on, hit the hazard button. Then when I go in the house to drop my stuff off, he lays on the horn and it honks for like a minute and everyone in the neighborhood looks out their window to see what's happening at the Mendoza's house.
• At the grocery store when I'm placing everything on the belt, he grabs a packet of Starburst or those sucker push pops and unwraps them and starts chewing or eating them. Nothing I can do but buy it at that point. He's got it all figured out. Don't ask first, eat first!
  

Yet after all this he somehow still melts my heart.