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The table is still eating my life
Just in case you were curious – but I think I’m at the end game: the final stages of clear coat.

In other news, we’re planning on housing more guests in a few weeks. And these guests are coming with a peanut.

I was – and still am – very excited about the visit and spending time with our friends and peanut. We’ve got the space, we’ve got a yard, we live close to the cool town center where people like to hang out (and by cool I mean – uhm…. There’s an ice cream place).

Then I saw the giant tarp in the middle of my living room and thought – we cannot let a kid in here. I have a giant collection of scary chemicals on the counter in the kitchen. And I just leave scissors around like an idiot.

Our bookshelves are not strapped to the wall. We have pointy objects. And a cat.

And stairs – so many stairs. So now I’m thinking we might need to take some evasive kid-proofing action. I’m just not so sure what.

I guess I’ll talk to Mr. Gus’s mom to get some advice. Deeps said we have lots of bubble wrap. And I think we can get a helmet for the cat.

There

  1. janna | 9:51 PM |  

    Lady, have you been to our house?

    Our stairs are as steep as a ladder.

    We have a 72 pound dog.

    We leave our laptop on the couch ALL THE TIME. With cords. and a power strip with exposed sockets.

    We have a gate between the kitchen and living room that we NEVER close.

    We have NO locks on our cabinets in the kitchen, in particular the one with all the chemicals.

    Even by picking up the scissors you're more child-proof than we are. Gus is curious, but not in a destructive "I want to find something to hurt me" way.

    We can't wait to see you!

  2. Alyssa | 9:48 PM |  

    Put away scissors - check.

    Buy a lock for the poison cabinet - check!

    I figure I can handle it. Plus you know - I'll throw some bubble wrap at the bottom of each flight of stairs.