Destruct-OR Strikes Again

My lack of posts about it doesn't mean that Eden has been causing any less trouble as before. She has her daily routine of spitting juice into various objects. Such as measuring cups, any toy that has some kind of hole in it and just onto the floor. Sometimes she does let it just stream out of her mouth down her chin and then soaking her shirt. Lately though she has preferred to allow her juice to catch some air before it hits the floor, which also allows it to spray near by objects including moms and/or sisters. If there is a colored pencil, crayon, pen, pencil ANYWHERE she can reach she finds it and scribbles on the walls. Toys are thrown about just for the sake of messiness and food is regularly thrown/spit on the floor. All those are daily happenings and I have come to expect to encounter this type of behavior from her daily. Every once in a while though she will do something that really makes my stomach jump into my throat. Today was once such day.

I was researching Valentine's on the computer in the front room when I heard the fridge open. I thought it was just my imagination since we had just installed one of these...

...we did this because Eden has recently gained super human strength :) and had been including fridge exploration to her daily regimen. A few time she got a couple of eggs out of their carton which we were lucky enough to get away from her before damage was done. But after finding the fridge door left open several times we decided one of these were in order. Problem solved. At least when you remember to latch it...

A few seconds after thinking that my imagination concocted the sound of the fridge opening I decided I'd better check anyway. I stroll into the kitchen to find the fridge door closed. I breathed a sigh of relief until the sight of Eden holding two eggs standing a few feet away caused the breath to plummet into my stomach which then lurched into my throat. It only took a split second to realize that the eggs were real and not the pretend eggs that accompanied her play kitchen. Unfortunately, a split second was all it took for Eden to decide she didn't want the stolen eggs anymore and as she tossed them onto the floor I gasped and reflexively covered my open mouth with my hand. She looked up at me and mimicked my gesture, holding her hand over her mouth. It was then that I decided that my first instinct, to yell EDEN!, would not do and I went for the camera. But not before removing Destruct-OR from the crime scene. Little miss wanted to play in the gooey mess she'd made.

She stood by as I snapped the photos and then with a lot of nerve said, "See, See". She wanted to see the picture of her handiwork on the camera. What a little monkey. I realize that this is not as big a deal as I've made it out to be, but I am feel a little dramatic with my writing today. :)

P.S. I love how Mickey is unknowingly lying in the corner. They could've landed him and that would've landed him in the washing machine. I wonder if he knows the incident that barely missed him.