Is there a Black Market for 2 year olds?

So, I need to vent. If you aren't up for it, it's probably best to check someone else's blog and come back in a few days when I will hopefully love my children again. Maybe I need to preface this by saying, we had a really good day. Everything was wonderful today. We went to a story time, and then got a free Carousel ride. We met up with friends at Burger King(which was a little dramatic, another story for another time). But we had a great day. Even the afternoon went pretty well. However, for some reason, my older two kids are wired tonight. Apparently everything is funny, nothing I say seems to matter, and I'm pretty sure that's because no one can hear me anyway. However, as frustrating as my beautiful older children can be, that's not what this rant is about. I have a 2 year old, and he is so for sale. Is there a black market for two year olds? If the answer is yes, I'm seriously interested. It all started about a week ago. Stockton is a good kid, really delightful, sweet disposition, but he's still 2. If you leave a door open, he's going to go in that room, find the one thing he shouldn't have, and he is going to destroy it. Not necessarily because he is destructive, more because he is curious and wants to know how it works and what it does. However, this was okay, because as long as you remember to keep the doors closed, you can get through a day without too much trouble. As I was saying about a week ago I noticed that he was turning up in rooms that I was sure I had shut up. Apparently he has taught himself how to open doors. My life as I knew it is now OVER!!! His new favorite place to play is the toilet. Now, I don't have any pictures of his recent excursions, because so far, I've been too frustrated to remember that I own a camera. That being said I came home last night from Activity Days (yes that means it was on Dad's watch) to find one arm of his jammies all wet. This could only mean one thing. As I searched the bathrooms, I discovered that not only had he been in the toilet, he'd been playing with the toothpaste in the toilet. It was everywhere! He'd done a lovely finger painting on the toilet seat, and the water in the bowl was blue with toothpaste residue. Not only that but he loves to eat toothpaste, so I'm pretty sure that at one point or may points, he got toilet water into his mouth. GROSS! Tonight I have found him playing in the toilet TWICE. What is it with toddlers and the toilet. They don't want to use it, they just want to play in it. I've also spent most of the afternoon keeping him out of the pantry, the garbage can, the stove, the entertainment center and on and on and on. However, the straw that broke the mama's back and got him sent to bed early was when he found the stinky diaper that I got distracted and forgot to take outside, proceeded to open it, and play with its contents, and bring it to me like a present. As I think about it, it could have been worse, he could have finger painted on my walls with it, so I'll just be grateful it was only as bad as it was. I'll let you know when he stops spending a majority of his time with his nose in the corner. It could be a while.