Sweet, Messy Life

A's favorite things are quickly becoming more and more messy as she approaches toddlerhood.  She loves to stand or sit by our sliding glass doors. This morning she stood there, pointed to things and told me all about what she could see outside.  The only trouble is she likes to put fingers and toes in the track of the door.  This track was vigorously cleaned by D but still has grease so the door slides easily.  Consequently, we are cleaning blackened fingers and toes multiple times per day.  The white tile in the Kitchen often has trails of black smudges showing where the dirty little girl has gone.  Speaking of white.  I found A in a sea of white yesterday morning and this morning.  Yesterday it was the guest bath toilet paper and this morning it was the master bath's.  She loves to pull and pull and then shred and shred.  We had  gotten smart and put the toilet paper up on the counter, but she still manages to get it somehow.  I wonder what she's climbing onto?  Maybe she was just preparing far in advance for the spaghetti mess she'd make at supper.  Boy can A eat!  I often portion out more than I think she'll eat and then find myself refilling the bowl after she's devoured her first helping.  I guess with two parents who love to eat she doesn't get it from anyone strange.