Tuesday, November 24, 2009

Why We're Getting A Baby Gate

Dear Son,

I'm really glad you're learning so much and growing up to be a curious, adventurous boy. I'm sure the world is a fantastically interesting place to you, with new experiences to be had every single day. You have no sense of fear...which, I imagine, you will use to your advantage as an adult.

However, Sweetheart, I must admit that this climbing on the kitchen table thing is getting a teensy bit wearing. Catching you fishing in the cookie jar a while ago was pretty darn cute. Catching you fishing in the peanut butter jar last week was, I have to say, slightly less endearing. And that thing on Sunday where you individually mashed into the floor a whole bag's worth of grapes while we weren't paying attention? Left a big, sticky mess, Honey. Yesterday when you dumped a bag of cereal all over the floor in the seconds it took me to get your sister a clean pair of socks...you know, that was kind of a hassle to clean up. And let's not even talk about Friday when you helped yourself to fist-fulls of freshly-baked pumpkin chocolate bundt cake right before my friend's baby shower. Yes, I cut out the part you mangled and took it anyway, and yes, the chocolate stains you made in the living room will probably come out, but that's not the point.

The point is, enjoy your freedom tomorrow...because party's over, bud.

-Mom


Sunday, November 8, 2009

Your Quiz of the Day

  1. Find the DVD player remote.
  2. Identify which helpful toddler tried to put it away for us.
  3. Guess how many hours of searching it took to find it.

Tuesday, November 3, 2009

Hand in the cookie jar

B. is a climber. If he sees an opportunity for a higher vertical vantage point, he never lets it pass. I've seen him standing on the topmost edge of the little slide climber toy on our porch, with one foot on top of the other...because, you know, that extra inch might just make a difference.

Naturally, this is bad news for Mom and Dad:


And good news for B: