If anyone is wondering how crazy 22month old boys act, here is how my couple of days have been with Isaac:
cleaning up poured out oats, pretzels, raisins, or anything else in the pantry
fixing fake flower pots with all the pedals pulled off
picking up the knocked down kitchen table chairs five times
cleaning up my make-up smeared all over our carpet
repeatedly telling Isaac not to scratch, hit, or take Cali's toys and run
getting Isaac down from the counters
wiping up a huge soap mess when the soap dispenser had been pushed down way too many times
cleaning up pee from hopping right out of the tub
cleaning off poop hands from sticking them in his poopy diaper to show me
getting Isaac to open the door when he locked himself in with my keys inside,
and now climbing out of his crib when he doesn't want to go to bed (can't open doors yet) and I'm crossing my fingers he never learns.
And when is that magical age when they start listening to you? Really, I want to know.