Yesterday, we took another step toward the "CHILDREN LIVE HERE" styling of home decor. Until now, we had a baby gate we'd just prop against the top of the staircase and tuck away when not in use. It was secure enough....but we needed something more permanent, especially now that A's crawling approximately 80mph and pulling up and attempting to climb anything standing between him and wherever it is he wants to be. So, we bought the grossly overpriced ($70? for real?) perma-gate from BRU. (Babies R Us. More like: Broke R U.)
Mister A thought it was sort of neat at first ("something to climb! Fun! Thanks mom! You ROCK!"):
Then he decided to do a bit more investigation ("hmmm...."):
And realized this might limit his explorations ("uh oh"):
Conclusion: "THIS THING SUCKS!"
In other news, A's 9 month pediatrician check up was this morning. Not only is our A all boy, he's also all head. He's leveling out in weight (21lb, 4oz: 50-75th %) and height (28.5 inches: 50-75th%)....but in the head, there's been no leveling. 97th+%. That's a big noggin. Beyond the measurements, he checked out healthy and right on track developmentally. Our next appointment is his ONE YEAR OLD appointment. What? How can that be?
Kind of a ho-hum day around here otherwise. Still hot, still Monday, still looking oh-so-forward to this evenings' Bachelorette and some bonding time with the couch. I'm tired today, and for once, A's not to blame. Who is? Hmm. Could it be my dear husband who snored so loudly last night I was up every hour poking him in the rib cage? Yes, yes it could be. Did I also mention I awoke from the one stretch of good sleep I did sneak in around 4am because someone dreamt I was falling off the bed and in response, grabbed me by the arm, yanked me across the bed, and shouted at me? It's a good thing you're cute, J.