Disaster!

Today I got both the kids fed and situated in what should have been a happy circumstance. Boston was set in front of his favorite show on tv with a bowl of snacks. Bridger was happily chilling in the swing. I then snuck downstairs to do a workout. 24 minutes into my workout Boston joined me downstairs as happy as could be. I thought nothing of it until I came back upstairs. There was shampoo smeared ALL OVER the couch, a humongous pile in the middle of the living room and drops throughout the entire upstairs. As if that wasn't enough he had gotten a package of craisins outside of the pantry and emptied the entire bag all over the house. Oh wait, I'm not done. He had shredded the decorative mesh that was on the halloween decorations I had just finished making! AND the silverware drawer was emptied everywhere! 24 minutes! AAAAAAAA!!!!!!! Will we make it through his toddler years? It is truly, truly debatable!