Baby Blog

Well we broke down a few weeks ago and finally got the cabinet locks for the entire house after the baby brandishing a grilling fork at the cat incident. The only thing left was the toilet seat.

Well, once again, we left it too late. Here’s another lesson in why the experts recommend baby proofing your house as early as possible and not waiting until you have a curious now walking toddler in training on your hands.

I mean, where did he come from and what has happened to my baby boy?

In the last few days Nik has emerged into a 32 inch high domestic terror. I can hardly think straight so caught up I am in the drastic change. My little darling mild mannered baby who laughed and joked with everyone has become a garbage can seeking, meal times destroying, toilet bowl fishing, book ripping, toy chewing tantrum throwing 13 month old.

And it’s hard to catch my breath but I’m getting there. Today’s incident will ensure once and for all I remember to engage the new toilet seat latch correctly.

As I spoke to my sister on the phone I watched Nik playing on the floor, laughing at himself in the mirror and trying to get past the baby barrier. Engrossed in conversation I didn’t notice his hard won escape. I would say 60 seconds passed before I noticed it had gone far too quiet.

My son can do a lot of damage in a minute.

I began running around calling Nik’s name as my sister of three rapidly growing boys said “I thought it had gone too quiet.’ It took only seconds to find him in the bathroom fishing in the toilet for his dropped pacifier with a rolled up canvas oil painting in a mailing tube. I wouldn’t write it if it wasn’t true. I suppose I should be grateful it’s not the cell phone or the remote control right?

These frequent offerings to the god of indoor plumbing have become a race to the bathroom to see if we engaged the toilet latch. Most times we have and Nik harmlessly bangs the latest prize or ritual offering on the securely fastened toilet seat lid. The offerings have been quite wide ranging and creative and mostly a matter of those objects

we didn’t think he could get and those we didn’t think he would want.

Recently immersed items include the run of the mill pacifiers, sippy cups and plastic blocks to cat treats, a can of air freshener, and today an oil on canvas.

Baby proof baby proof baby proof. Am I making myself clear?

Oh no. It’s gone quiet again.