Now that Andrew can crawl - and very well I might add - I regularly find him in the worst of places. I mean, I think my house is rather childproof - I do have 2 other kids - but then I suppose it's not. I regularly drag him away from the potted tree in the corner; once as he was covered (hands, mouth, and hair) in dirt, other times it was just the carpet that needed the cleaning. I have found him digging through the cat food - I can only thank my lucky stars it wasn't the cat box but I'm sure that's next! Today, it was the toilet - stopped just before he plunged his hands in. This, by the way, really grosses me out! I don't care how clean I keep them. I suppose I'm really just not ready to accept the fact that my baby is growing up fast and if I want to keep him around a bit longer, I'm going to have to be a bit more diligent about what is in his path and where his path is leading him!!
(note from the editor: I guess this never got published...just found it in draft form so just for posterity's sake, I'm posting it now. Not that anyone really cares...but this is my journal for the time being!)
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