Adventures in Baby-proofing

Baby-Proofing: Clean Sweep Edition

Baby proofing last week helped us de-clutter our living and dining room. We got rid of or packed away a ton of knick knacks that take up valuable space and just collect dust. We also cleaned out our pantry, which was precious storage space actually posing as a junk closet. Imagine - a closet full of junk! (this reminds me of a woman at work who said she cleaned out a closet last week she hadn't cleaned out in 20 years. Guess what she found? Three gigantic bags full of shopping bags from brand name stores.) Keith ended up piling the CRV with junk for Salvation Army. And we breathed a sigh of relief at getting rid of junk we'll never use.

As a result of our escapades in baby-prooding we now have more room to move around and so does the baby. But guess what? Crawling is no longer his top priority. It's more of a means to an end. The end being a place where he can pull himself up to stand and -if he feels like it - to shake his legs. Then he stands there for as long as his little legs will hold him.  (When he's there for too long that's when the leg-shaking starts) Thankfully, on Babyproofing Day, Keith got a hold of a small, inexpensive, used toy chest in good condition. We put this in the living room and Cole feels comfortable standing against it. Otherwise, he had been continuously trying to stand up using the cushion of the couch, which was so not a good idea (and to thin,  he didn't believe us!) Then Allison was kind enough to give to us the coolest toy ever. I'll post an iPhone picture of Cole standing against it tomorrow. I don't know what exactly it is called, but it could be referred to as an activity cube. Cole loves it, mostly because it's sturdy enough for him to lean onto it and because he can play at the same time. Speaking of Allison, once I download pictures of Cole and Juni playing together, I will post them here. I apologize for being neglectful (if you count not writing for 5 or 6 days) of the blog as of late. The demands of motherhood and work are sometimes too much to bear, and I burn out quite easily, especially since I am so sleep deprived. Right now, I should actually be grading. But I'm too tired and too unmotivated to get the ole red pen out. So sue me.