We have friends coming to town this weekend. C & S, whom I haven't seen in at least two years. I think the last time I saw C was in the summer of the year I began dating D. She had just found out that she was pregnant with their little boy. So we planned a visit. They're driving up from Springfield tomorrow. I'm looking forward to it. We'll go to the petting zoo on Saturday, weather permitting.
But I'm realizing my house is in no way baby proof. I'm not worried about my stuff - I'm worried about the kids, particularity baby boy. I went to the grocery store last night to try to find a lock for the cabinet under the kitchen sink (where, as a kidless household, we keep all things smelly and poisonous), and didn't find anything. I wonder if I knot a shoelace around the handles if that will suffice. I don't have those little covers for out outlets, either. That worries me.
I'm trying to stifle my perfectionist tendencies. I want the house to be sparkling clean when they walk through the door, but there's no way that's happening in the next 24 hours. Oh well.
Ramble ramble.
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wal mart, baby stuff aisle. you should be able to find all the safety stuff you need and then some. don't do the knot thing if you think you might want to get into your cabinet. otherwise, that should work just fine. as does extra vigilance.
if it's the c & s i know & haven't seen probably since they were married, say "hi" for me.
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