With seven children in the house there are a few things that are self-explanatory. There will always be signs of little people around the house, toys scattered on the floor or a car abandoned on the couch.
Second - when the house is quiet during the daytime I need to check what my children are doing – quiet usually equals trouble.
Caleb is two. Saying that should explain a lot but let me give you a few pictures to help you visualize what I mean. This week he has gone upstairs to the bedroom he shares with his sisters several times, pulled their dirty laundry basket out into the hall and over to my bedroom door. He dumps the basket, flips it upside down, and climbs to the top. This gives him just enough reach to unfasten the chain locking mommy and daddy’s bedroom door shut. Why does he go to all this trouble? Because he knows his oldest brother’s Pinewood Derby car is in our room to keep it safe from little fingers and he wants it. At least he’s creatively problem solving. Then he gets all cute and spends time playing with a baby doll – how can you suspect this face of plotting mayhem? I have learned that the cuter they are the worse the mayhem is likely to be.
Multiply that cute mischief maker by seven and you see why I get a bit nervous when the house is quiet!