We've been a little behind the curve on baby-proofing the house. We've been pre-emptive on a couple things like lowering the crib mattress at the first sign of escape potential but I've yet to install latches on the kitchen and bathroom cabinets, and our method of blocking The Boy from the entertainment center's acronymous inhabitants gets weaker by the day now that he's able to muscle the footstools out of the way. For this last I've schemed a solution of heavy-duty plexiglass and brass hinges, but schemes alone don't keep a boy safe.
We were fortunately gifted with a couple bags of baby-proofing supplies from a friend with an apparently considerable surplus, and I've supplemented the stockpile further already. I can see why some of the items went unused, and they may remain that way until I pass them on to the next person -- after all, we're not padding this place up like an asylum. At least not yet.
By the time d gets back from his vacation I'm going to have this place all readied. I'm gonna have to.
Dad
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