What the...?!
So I'm sitting here at my desk, typing away at today's blog entry, when suddenly it strikes me...a sudden silence. M., who was seated not 5 feet behind me at her toy baskets, is not banging something against something else, or squealing, or shaking something noisy. I whip my head around and find this:
Holy crap! She's like a tiny, backward-crawling ninja! Clearly, I'm going to have to become more diligent. Because that worthless dog in the foreground, who should have been barking at me, "Mom! The puppy's getting away! Mom! Mom! Mom! Mom!" is lying there as if he didn't realize that there are cords and little pieces and open outlets all over the house where M. is backward crawling. Now I'm going to have to babyproof and shit. Dumb dog.
4 comments:
HA!! The forward crawling is imminent (sp?) now. Once she figures out that you have to push back to go forward your lives will NEVER be the same. (In a good way, of course.)
What were you thinking? Allowing your child to keep her limbs was just too tempting. You should have known better than to not have those removed.
It's just asking for trouble.
I'm just saying.
LOL! And you can't turn your back for a second when she lays on the bed, couch, chair or anything else off the floor. When S started doing that I didn't move fast enough one day & he scooched right off the bed. :S Yeah for baby M! Off to bigger & brighter adventures.
Now the real fun begins!
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