It's not like we kept her indoors all day. In fact, she spent over an hour and a half at the park, wrestled with her Daddy, went for a walk, and was her adorable self until...
Bathtime...where she splashed the majority of tub water overboard.
Dinner...where she dumped an entire plate of rice and lentils on our dog Buddy, then managed to rub the rest in her hair. This was post bath, so guess who went to bed with food in her hair? I thought I was being smart by removing her pajama top for dinner, but it just encouraged her to finger paint her belly with spinach and potatoes.
While wetting a washcloth to clean up the green-bellied-lentil-headed monster, she pulled off her diaper and peed on the rug.
While getting paper towels to clean up the pee, she poured my glass of juice on the sofa.
While wiping up the juice on the sofa, she picked up the towel that was soaking pee, and ran around the house swinging it over her head.
Respiratory Treatment...didn't happen. I couldn't physically restrain her for more than three minutes. Storytime was a bust, and I had to sit on her to brush her teeth.
There was a point in the evening when I looked at her and said, "Froggy, just stop being naughty for one minute. Do you think you can do that?" To which she replied, "no, I don't sink so."
The little tadpole went to bed early, for my sanity mostly. As she was falling asleep in the rocking chair, I could smell the rice and lentils pasted to her head, and felt her body relax into mine, and all of a sudden, she didn't seem too terrible after all.