July 09, 2009

Clark The Destoryer

The Wrath of Clark

This is what I found this morning, after I took my 5 minute morning pee break.  Seriously, I am not exaggerating, this mess only took Clark FIVE MINUTES!!  If you look closely you can see about 6 different card games, and my Scene It games ripped up and scattered in a pile.  Luckily no one was hurt, Harry was just laughing the whole time...and Clark had the hugest smile on is face, clueless that it was taking everything I had not to spank him into tomorrow.

I really don't know how to deal any more.  Clark is so destructive.  He just walks from room to room, throwing things around, ripping things up into tiny pieces, peeling paint off the wall, whatever he can get his hands on.  Actually we keep most of the doors closed or rooms gated off, so it is not the entire house.  But occasionally he does figure out how to open one door or another...and then there goes my jewelry collection all over the bedroom floor (and no, I still have never found my favorite missing earrings).  We have things up on the highest shelves...and magically he finds some fast and sneaky way to get them down anyway (ba-bye Harry Potter Scene It).  

I am sure most of his destructiveness stems from boredom and being stuck in the house all day (we really need to move or get another car!)  Or curiosity...I mean who won't wanted to see or feel what it was like to smash a dozen eggs on the kitchen floor, or take something apart to figure out how it works...I get that.  But why does he always go to the extreme?  Why would he be quietly reading a book one second and then in the next rip it into tiny pieces?  I just don't understand.  Now, I know some of his shenanigans are the typical little boy terrible two's, I am not foolish enough to think I was going to escape unscathed.  But to me it seems more than the norm.  I have watched and cared for children my whole life.  I have never met anyone like Clark, he seems to relish in the mess and destruction.  NO amount of time outs will change his mind that these things he loves to do are wrong.

So, how do I keep my house falling to ruins?  So many of my picture frames and photo albums have gone the way of the trash... not to mention the carpet pieces he loves to pull up.  I can hardly spank him and put him in time out him all day long.  I can not hold his hand for every activity...I can only entertain him so much.  Even when I do sit down to play cars or trains with him it is only a matter of minutes before the train track is in pieces and me and Harry are ducking for cover.

I am hoping against hope that this is just a phase.  That some of this destructiveness will out grow him.  I will be more than happy to get him a million things to take apart and put back together (if I could only get him to play with Legos)...if he could just not destroy and hurt Harry and the rest of the house while he is at it.

8 comments:

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Emma and Cody said...

I am going to start calling him my little Stitch. And if I have told you once I have told you a million times! BEAT HIM! All day long if that is what takes. And Harry will watch you beat Clark and learn that he doesn't want to get beat, so he won't be distructo when he grows up. Plus Harry has so much padding that he wouldn't feel it anyway!! My poor bored Tuna Stitch!

The Quaid's said...

Poor things- I hope it passes soon!!

Aunt Jenny said...

Not to be a broken record, but to this day it still amazes me how Jay turned out. He was that horrible a toddler, and by the time he was a little boy he was becoming the sweet heart he is now...hang in there

JethRobyn said...

I'm really glad I read this post! Once again, I thought I was the only one going through this! I really really really hope for my sanity and Sophia's safety that this phase goes by very very quick. I have no recommendations..other than a cage.

Anonymous said...

I love it what goes around comes around. I am sorry but. thats life ou were quite the busy litle toddler to. If only you could remember. I DO Love you and hang in there it does get better

Harding Family said...

I remember in your room we would jump from bed to bed and take everything out of the closet and your mom got so mad at us! Remember when you came to our house and my dad made us do yard work-try that on him...make him play in the dirt more! Good luck girlfriend. Maybe also take some of his toys way...and rotate them and then there is less of a mess to clean up too!

Rachael Grotegut said...

I have pictures just like this from when Gavin was 2. I even blogged about it ha! Its an age thing. Until they are older and you can yell at them and they listen, you're just gonna have to clean up after them. When the boys are Gav and Keats age life will get A LOT easier. I can even get my boys to do chores. They put all their toys away every day. So don't worry, it does get better :).