Where has the time gone. No, seriously, someone place tell me where the time has gone!
While Felicity certainly won't be crawling before we're gone for the summer, her small friend will be here all summer, and will most likely start crawling while living in our apartment. So it's been a day to think about childproofing. You find me $150 poorer (just take my soul now, diapers.com), with no less than fifteen items being delivered so we can protect Felicity from our dangerous ways, and protect our dangerous ways from Felicity.
And there are so many interesting childproofing things to be had! I think we're all familiar with the soft edges for the coffee table, and the snappy thing-a-ma-bobbers (why yes, that is certainly their technical term) to make it more difficult to open cabinets and drawers, but now there are all of these other things I'll be a Bad Mother if I don't spend our hard earned money on:
- Toilet seat lock
- Foam padding to prevent doors from shutting
- Furniture locks for refrigerators and ovens
- Knob covers for the stove (this one really does make a lot of sense)
- A lock you put at the top of the door, presumably to lock a child in a room.
- Door knob handle locks
- A rubber duck that turns red if the bathwater is too hot
Will I put safety snaps on the drawers to prevent Felicity from accessing knives and cutting off a finger? Yes, no doubt. Will I put foam pads on our doors so I can never have a moment of privacy again? Absolutely not. Child, I will pee in peace, knowing you are safely confined to one room with no hard edges or exposed outlets.
Where is the line between protecting a child from danger and being overly-protective and not allowing her to learn for herself?