The Cost Of Living With Children0
The other day I caught Ben standing in the living room and noticed that he was being rather quiet. I didn’t think much of it until he shouted with glee and shouted ‘look mama!’ , and then proceeded to show me how he had been inserting pennies into the ventilation slots of our stereo system.
I know moments like this happen when you have children. The old classic of the grilled cheese being slid into the old school VCR comes to mind. It’s curiosity at its messiest! So, it was hard to be angry at Ben when he was just being a normal curious two year old. He loves putting coins into his piggy bank and this cool machine had numerous slots to slide coins into.
When I told my husband about what had happened he was a little more upset than me. After all, it was his new stereo and it could have shorted out a thingamabob or that something-or-other could have blown. He had to get out some of his handy little tools and undo the side of the receiver to fetch the two dimes and seventeen pennies that had accumulated inside.
So far we haven’t had to deal with too much destruction from Ben. A few tubes of my fancy lipsticks have been pummeled by little fingers pressing into the softness. There has been a few empty wine glasses pushed to the floor and shattered. Then there was the incident of the melted red crayon that stained the carpet under the heater in our dining area. All in all, not too bad for living with a full fledged toddler. I think.
Ben, 2 years and 8 months old.