My Wild Boy

I just know that I am going to get like 7 sons now. I am tired and I am wearing myself out trying to chase this boy all over. This was my morning...or I should say an hour or it. I was in the bath tub this morning and Braeden was just keeping my company by the side of the tub. Then he ventured over by the toilet. When he came around the corner he had the whole roll of toilet paper around his head and his arms. He had taken it all off the roll. Then a little later he was in his chair eating and he wanted out so I let him out only to find a puddle of poop in his chair. I thought I had had it then, when later he came to me with something in his mouth...any guesses what it would be? It was a rolly polly commonly know as a potato bug. It was dead and started to be crunched up. What am I going to do with this wild child ? Seriously he is a handful. I have to keep him caged in like a wild animal. Please pray for me! :)