Two-year-old Terror!

I am so happy to have Nathaniel home after a week long business trip to Denver.  Adam took it upon himself  to remind me, in every way he could, how very alone I was, and how much I depend on Nathaniel for my sanity. Though this week was rough, I am sure this weekend would have been a nightmare to deal with if not for my hubby's calming influence.  I was even calm enough to take some pictures of his back to back terrors.
Sunday shortly before church we came downstairs to make sure Adam was ready to go.

 a whole 8 ounces of brand new acrylic white paint, no longer in the bottle, but all over my son, the carpet and the couch (he is lucky he didn't get my new shoes)  we spent the next 45 mins trying to get it all cleaned up

 we were only a little late for church :p

 and this morning, butter popcorn powder, same couch cushion , breathe. at least this was easier to clean, and I made Adam do most of the cleaning

Someone please tell me this is just a phase!