Sunday, May 19, 2013
Monday, April 29, 2013
Thursday, February 14, 2013
Yes, it's been awhile. But mostly because we've spent the last year troll herding in the hopes that we can coral and contain the destruction and keep it to a a minimum. Basically it got to the point where we stopped taking pictures of the messes, and clean up became a day to day routine.
|You would think I would be proud that Sloane is showing an artistic interest. Well FIND A NEW CANVAS!|
|Some of her handiwork with the markers. Probably not as extensive as Allison's Sharpie episode, but still a pain to clean up.|
|The great protein powder predicament. The stuff was everywhere.|
|The worst part is that Sloane would open up a dvd case, dump a scoop in, and then close it. |
Weeks later we were still finding cases with a little protein powder surprise.
|I wonder if she truly believed that by hiding the canister we wouldn't notice the mess.|
|Toilet bowl toys.|
|Unwrapping a roll of tinfoil, (which I tried to roll back up) and a pile of mixed nuts.|
|Judging by the innocent look on her face, she has no clue who shredded the Dora book.|
|And if protein powder was not enough, we also had the hot chocolate incident.|
|Maybe Sloane felt she was being watched or something.|
Saturday, January 21, 2012
Two little trolls named Allie and Sloane
Two little trolls who will not let alone.
Two little trolls, devious and mischievous
Breaking and dumping, and completely oblivious
Causing stress and messing messes quite grievous.
Two little trolls reeking havoc in halls, in kitchens, on rugs, on couches and chairs.
We clean up each mess as we pull out our hair.
So pray for us, we’re slow, we’re tired and our heads are a spinning
And lets hope it’s a phase end, and not a phase beginning.
Two little trolls, grab a quick bite to eat.
I am sure the huge mess, was never their intent,
We’re just glad they didn’t add a bit of two percent.
Two little trolls playing with knives
Sharpened edges, risking their lives,
But the mischief survives
And the mischief still thrives
But these sorts of things usually happen in fives.
Two little trolls, with a craving for bread,
The loaf gave quite a fight, but ended up dead
Destroyed and demolished, what to do next?
why face painting Sloane’s face, with green, blue and red.
What is a day for a troll without a few good books,
But of course not for reading, nor looking nor chattering.
But for spreading, and shredding, and skittering and scattering.
And go ahead, load up your truck with our chocolate chips,
I know your addicted trolls, but now we have zero!