what a week

Gavin was sick (or was it teething?) in the early part of the week and is just now getting back to normal. He had a fever and a runny nose and was a total crabzilla, which made for a totally stressful week. It's amazing how a small imbalance like that can completely upset things. He's fussy and won't tolerate being put down so I don't get to keep on top of the clutter, which means it accumulates and by the end of the day that also drives me batty in addition to the clingyness and whinyness of the boy. I mean, I'm no Monica, but when things aren't in some semblance of order, I go nuts.

One factor in the mess this week is our new monkey-dishwasher block. We have a small little island in our kitchen which we finally moved in front of the dishwasher because Gavin wouldn't leave the dishwasher alone. He learned how to turn it on and off and unlock and lock it, as well as open it and climb inside, where he inevitably pulled out a knife and started waving it around. So we blocked it. Which of course means that dishes now pile up on the counter, since we're far too lazy to move the island out of the way just to put in a bowl and spoon or a cup.