My mom: "Ah, the sweet little sound of tiny feet"
Me: "Yeah, but *that* little pitter patter sounds like she's opened her door and escaped."
I go upstairs to take a peek and sure enough, one of the twins bedroom door is wide open. And I take a few steps down the hall and see her using my good acrylic paints to create art on the hardwood floor of the study/art studio/guest room. I am honestly amazed at how well I handled it - I calmly told her it was nap time and she is not to open her door. I took the paint and paint brush away from her, put her back in her room, installed that plastic thing that goes around a door knob to keep a kid from opening the door, and left.
Then I ran as fast as I could to get paper towels and floor cleaner to clean up the (quite lovely) red patch on the hard wood floor. She had quite deliberately picked her two favorite colors, red and blue, and picked out two paint brushes - but had only gotten as far as getting the red open (even though she knows red & blue make purple.) Of course, my mom comes up to help because the kid is screaming about wanting her "kitties" (the lovey blankets with a kitty head - she has four identical kitties but sure enough can tell the difference between them and has a favorite). Mom goes to look for the kitties and finds the OTHER mess - she got into her big sisters room, got the markers out of a drawer, colored on the carpet in three different colors AND some how got a splotch of red paint on the yellow-beige carpet.
She managed to stay down for a nap, but when she woke up, she promptly dismantled the plastic door knob "lock" and let herself out of her room again. Baby gate up outside her door tonight - we'll see what Home Depot has to offer us tomorrow.
Some people bemoan the rapid growth of their kids. I have always looked forward to it. But *these* little accomplishments just send me a few more steps closer to crazy.
I swear I regret not taking pictures because it is just unbelievable the mischief this kid managed in less than 2 minutes. Here's a little picture from nap time shenanigans a couple months ago. At least this was a bath crayon (how that got into her room I'll never figure out) and it came off easily with baby wipes.