My dd at 3 chased our cat down with a full container of baby powder...... took forever to clean all that up.

When my daughter was about 2 months old, I took her, my 2 sons, (ages 1 and 3) and my grandma to a viewing at a funeral home. I asked my grandma to hold the baby while I took the boys to the bathroom. When I got out of the bathroom, my grandma was not where she had been sitting. There was, however, a little pile of yellow, brestfed baby poo on the floor there. The baby had pooped out of her diaper and my grandma didn't even notice! It was all over my grandma's blouse, down her slacks, and in her shoe! After I cleaned it all up and we left, we decided to stop at Burger King. When my grandma reached into her handbag to get her wallet, we found that her bag was also full of poo. I told her, "I am so tired of poo right now, I am not cleaning that up. Throw it away, I will buy you a new one."

I've had more of the 'cute' messes then the horrific kind, like my son upending a box of Kix into a bowl...and all over the livingroom floor. Big mess, but a 2 year old getting his own 'bowl' of ceral was just so darn cute (and a good photo) and it's not like Kix is hard to clean. Caught my daughter in the nick of time the other day smearing vasaline all over her torso, if i'd waited another 60 sec to check on her I'm sure it would have been an epic mess head to toe and all over the bathroom.

As a mother of a 3 year old and 2 year old twins I went from type "A" personality to type "Z" pretty darn fast. All of these pictures look very familiar.

My dog handles the toilet paper disasters whenever we're gone for more than 2 hrs and forgot to close the bathrooms... Just after a day of the kids playing, the house looks like an atomic bomb went off. The worst by far was, I was working on homework and my little guy (I think either right before he turned 2 or just after) found some hot pink chalk, the kind that is really really bold, and colored all over the carpeted stairs from the foyer up to the main floor (a full staircase) and the walls. Chalk does not clean up easy.... While I was cleaning that mess, my dear hubby left the hot coco near enough to the edge of the counter that Little Guy got it, opened it up, and dumped it all over the living room carpet while he licked the lid clean... As I moved onto that mess, my daughter thought she'd help by letting him color. Instead of watching him (like she said she would) she went on to other things and he took his blue crayon and started up the next flight of steps to the bedrooms... Chocolate and crayon are just as hard to clean up as chalk. I almost lost all sanity that day. I cried almost the entire time and not a single person helped clean any of it up. I was rather bitter for months. I can at least look back and laugh now.

I thought my daughter was taking a nap but she had gotten into the fridge and threw a dozen eggs on the floor!

SYRUP IN LIVINGROOM CARPET!!!!! need i say more!!!!

red nail polish in basket full of clothes right out of the dryer!!! my clothes mind u!!!!

i was that toddler. Lol. I think the greatest story involving messes made by me that my mom has ever told would be the vasaline story. It was a sunday afternoon an my mom had my younger brother and i bathed and dressed up ready to go to my grandmothers house. We were all packed walking out the door when the phone rang.. My mom swears that she want gone more than a minute to answer the phone.. But when she got back.. to her horror i had got into the diaper bag and found the vasaline. Covered my infant brother from head to toeswell as our black lab.. She washed my brother in dawn to try to get it off him. But it still took over a week to come all the way off him and our dog.. Thankfully my toddler hasn't done anything too bad yet. :)