Gradually, said babe starts to crawl and to walk and everything is fair game. EVERYTHING. DVD players are stuffed with all kinds of pieces and parts. Couch cushions are removed, stacked and arranged into forts.
Anything that is within reach becomes a potential toy or target depending on the babe's mood.
"We should just bolt it to the wall, about five feet up," I said to my husband. It totally made sense at the time!
Judging by the response to the card - including a LOUIE award nomination - I'm not the only one who's had such a thought.
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