Tuesday, February 26, 2013

Babyproof? Pfbth, we have plenty of time!



Not!

When little man started scooting at.. 8-9 months we were so very proud of him!  But that means a whole new world has opened up for not just him, but for me too.  When I saw him take his first few scoots I thought, "I've got time, he's pretty slow at it and I'll be close by to monitor him".

Well, a week later, I was laughing at my ignorant self.  I'm just letting Karson play, enjoy his time on the floor in his room and being able to scoot around to his favorite objects.  Well, I soon noticed that if I made noises or made something appear super cool, he'd start scooting over to me.

And so the game began.  I would pile some blocks on top of each other, he would scoot over to me to knock them over (being the boy that he is) and then as he was doing that, I would go a few feet away and start rattling one of his favorite rattles.  Head turns, looks, then immediately changes direction toward me and the rattle.  And so on and so forth.  Finally I get him so into playing with his toys that I think, "I should probably go and check on his bottle now" so I get up and leave the room.  As soon as I am out of sight for more than a few seconds, he starts whimpering and scooting towards me.

Well, not more than a couple of weeks went by of scooting and soon he was crawling. WAY too soon for my liking, but I was so proud, it took me a little while to realize what this really meant- HE COULD GO FASTER!!! AH!

Scary thought... because he was already getting into WAY too much. Well, after he had been crawling for awhile, my husband put latches on our cabinet doors so he couldn't open any of the cabinets except for the one with the Tupperware (which he thinks is awesome! It's definitely a good idea to give a child at least one cabinet that they can get into without you worrying too much... just about the mess that you have to clean up later :-)).  I had to move a few things in our open cabinets, so that the things he can reach are unbreakable... but there is only so much one can do in an apartment. And we are finding that out the hard way, while Karson constantly goes straight to the computer with all the cords. AH! So I find myself saying "No, Karson, that is not for you" and if he doesn't listen, I have to put him somewhere else.... and then he crawls straight back over there, sometimes smiling and chuckling to himself as he crawls fast right to the cords again! AH! 

So the motherhood of NO's has come into play in my house... and I do not like it! And neither does Karson... he has the funniest temper tantrum when I say no. I tell him no, and he dramatically throws himself on the ground and cries his fake cry and if I don't acknowledge his tantrum, he comes and burrows himself on me and ends up laughing because I tickle the tantrum out of him. But then two seconds later, guess where he is!?

Well, I have yet to find out what I can do at this point, because he is so young (Just 10 days from his first birthday!) but I do know that if I don't set ground rules, my child will be the spoiled child no one wants to take care of (except for the biased immediate family, of course!).

On a happy, and scary, note, Karson has started standing and walking with our help and along the furniture. So of course the next step (and I do mean that literally!) will be his walking without help. Eek! Watch out world, Karson will be walking in a month... and my house is NOT ready! 


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