I can’t believe it’s been 4 months since I wrote something.  Actually... I can believe it.  I’m not sure if you’ve noticed, but we have twins... MOBILE twins.  it’s also been a rough few months with the passing of my dad and work being out of control busy busy busy and just the overwhelming feeling of everything coming down on me at once.   Then when I finally have a few seconds to sit down at the computer, it starts going bizerk.  It’s a mac... they aren’t supposed to mess up.  We pinned the problem down to the fact that I had utilized 98% of the hard drive with pictures and movies.  That is not a lie.  The thing just kept shutting off for no reason.  But now, we’re all fixed and ready to go...

 

I’m going to pick back up where I left off.  Talking about “baby proofing”.  I put it in quotes because I really don’t feel that such a thing exists.  When I last left off, we were at the point of having to start “baby proofing”.  It seemed like all in one single day, Mallory and Taylor quickly let us know what needed to take place:

 

    1.    Remove all knobs from stove so that we do not burn the house down

    2.    Baby gate into downstairs bedroom to prevent us from eating cat food

    3.    Baby gate at bottom of stairs, top of stairs, and every two stairs in between (just in        

           case)

    4.    Remove all items from the coffee table unless you don’t mind us tearing paper into

           1000 pieces

    5.    Close all bathroom doors because we are strong, like to lift tops off things, and love

           arts and crafts with water and toilet paper.

    6.    Put outlet covers on all 157 outlets in house (HA! This one was a trick, the outlet

           covers are the perfect size us to try to cram into our mouths!)

 

Additionally, Mallory has learned how to take off her diaper and play with said diaper contents.  How do you “baby proof” that? Mallory now goes to bed in VERY fitted pajamas.  Only mommy and elbow grease can get those pants to budge.  (I will footnote here that I’ve shared this story with a few people after I got over the initial embarrassment of being a horrible parent.  The responses we get from our friends WITH children and then those without, are on completely different ends of the spectrum.  It’s pretty funny.)