This just about sums it up. I love my son dearly, but he’s going to be the death of me. He is sweet, funny, opinionated, wild. . .and reckless. I knew that after how easy Red was as a baby and toddler that I would pay dearly if I ever had another child. My premonition was correct.
Today I was sitting down going through my blog emails and planning out some posts while Dub played in the kitchen. I can see the kitchen clearly from where I was sitting and he had a whisk and some plastic bowls doing whatever it is that toddlers do. I used to do my blog stuff during naptime but he has given up naps over the past few weeks. He was entertained and quiet so taking five minutes to check my emails seemed safe.
Then as I’m finishing up the phone rings. It’s The Husband just to say hi from work. We were chatting away and I decided to walk around. I went to the dining room area and stopped dead in my tracks when I saw the whisk in the outlet. I freaked out, “He put a @$%!ing whisk in the outlet!” My husband, of course, was quite alarmed by this as well.
I was wondering aloud how I was going to get it OUT of the outlet while the cat then came over to investigate and was trying to rub up against the whisk. Ugh. Finally I just quickly knocked it with my wrist and it fell right out. The Husband later informed me that the bottom opening is a ground (thankfully) but it was no less alarming that he would stick things like this in an outlet.
Yes, we do have outlet covers but he pulls them out. Now I’m going to be getting a bunch of plate covers for the outlets. So please, if you don’t have them already, find some truly childproof outlet covers for your outlets!
How are you surviving the toddler years? Do you have a toddler that’s as reckless as mine?