Karis will be 18 months the end of this month. She is definitely my wild child. If there is any possible way to climb, spill, shatter, ingest, or disassemble any given object, she will find a way to do it. And in light speed, I might add. You always have to watch her, you can never leave anything fragile within her reach, because she will, and I mean SHE WILL, grab it. She is constantly moving and is very tough to keep up with. I've compiled a mental list of the crazy things she's done, and this is not the extent:
::Climbed up on top of our antique grand piano
::Dumped a bottle of bleach water on her clothes and the floor
::Peeled paint chips off the outside of our house
::Houdini-action-escaped out of her highchair and stood on the tray
::Fell behind the sectional (which is pushed up against the wall)
::Escaped out into our store at night after all the lights were shut down. Took us a while to find her.
::Used her baby brother as a spring board
::Broke our VCR after shoving a handful of rubberbands into it
::She also likes to knock over various lamps, end tables, suck on the bottoms of shoes, and eat antsThere's a lot more that I can't even think of right now.
Last night, their Nana gave both Faith and Karis a glowstick, the kind that comes with the little plastic end so you can turn it into a bracelet. Well, we specifically gave Karis one without the end because we knew it would go straight into her digestive tract. So, on the way home, both the girls were playing with their glowsticks and loving it. It was dark outside by the time we got home, and when we unbuckled Karis, I noticed that her hands, dress, mouth and "Fwuf" were all glowing. She somehow snapped open the glowstick and was eating it. The nipple on her bottle was glowing, too. *SIGH* At least the sticks were non-toxic. She really keeps things interesting, that's for sure. I'm going to be continuing this list...