The Childproofing Era.

Once Adelyn started rocking back and forth on all fours I ordered a childproofing kit on Amazon on a whim. And then I spent an hour during her nap one day trying to figure out how and why to use each piece of it. (The verdict: all of it, except the outlet plugs, one or two of the cabinet locks, and a furniture harness I bought for our TV stand, is worthless and too confusing to actually use.)

I kinda gave up and figured we'd get more serious about it when we move into a new place in November, since she can't exactly crawl yet and it just seems silly to put a lock on cabinets she can't get to and that we use hourly.

Jason and I did a once-over of the apartment and I mentioned that we'd definitely have to do something about this heart-shaped bowl full of seashells under our coffee table--perfect eye-level to Addy and full of oh-so tempting chewing objects.

Today I walked into the kitchen for five seconds to get Adelyn a change of clothes and I came out to find this.

She was on the other side of the living room when I left.

It's official. The childproofing era is upon is. Bye-bye, tiny objects and pretty, albeit functionless, decor.