Mobility and the Man

Posted on | October 28, 2010 | 5 Comments

Ever since J became, you know, MOBILE, my husband is having a hard time keeping up.

I’m not really sure if it’s because he forgets that J can walk or just that he doesn’t want to bother himself with all that “child proofing” mumbo jumbo. Either way, I am doing more damage control than I would like. And it’s getting old. I mean, J has been walking for five months now. Is there an expiration date on forgetfulness? Is there a day that Husband will wake up and realize “Crap. My kid can walk and REACH things”? Because I would like to mark that day on my calendar.

This morning, Husband went to take a shower and left his coffee on the computer desk.

Note to Husband. Anything with liquid in it is like a tractor beam… it sucks J right in. He can’t resist. And if it has a handle? EVEN BETTER. Once, I left a wine glass alone for a second and before I even turned my head, my kid looked like Carrie at prom. There was red wine EVERYWHERE. And that was my fault. And I take full responsibility for that.

But this morning? This morning was Husband’s fault. And it was coffee.

Luckily, Husband puts so much cream and sugar in his mug that the coffee was more cool than hot but still. It’s the principle of the thing. Coffee mugs, bowls, spoons, pipes, lighters… anything left within reach of our growing ever more industrious son WILL BE GRABBED. And it’s frightening.

The other day, J toddled into the kitchen where Husband had left the dishwasher open. As I was rounding the corner to corral my son, I saw him gleefully pulling a ginormous knife out of the silverware slot.

You wanna talk about a Come to Jesus meeting? We had one that day.Looks like it might be time for another one. Because there is a sugary sweet smell all over the bookcase and carpet and it’s making me gag. When will we either get past the grab and pour stage or learn to PUT THINGS AWAY?

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5 Responses to “Mobility and the Man”

  1. LCW@ WakingUPWilliams
    October 28th, 2010 @ 1:24 pm

    At the rate your hubs is learning, might be easier to teach J not to grab everything. Good luck. Husbands are funny, stubborn creatures.

  2. KLZ
    October 28th, 2010 @ 1:36 pm

    My husband on the other hand, freaks out about anything.

    "A cough!! Oh God, it's the plague!!"

    and then the kicker…

    "Maybe you'd better take off work today and take him to the doctor?"

    Come again?

    Anyway make sure you double extra special remind hubs about turning pot handles on the stove to the back so J can't grab those. I don't know how tall he is but Alex is getting eerily close to being able to reach the top of the stove. Terrifying.

  3. Kim
    October 28th, 2010 @ 3:03 pm

    He'll learn when J spills the coffee on something that is his. Like if the coffee had shorted out the computer? He'd totally remember. Or if J had had actually knicked himself with said knife? Yeah, no promblem remembering. It's like they can't 'see' it happening, only remember that it did. Good luck!

  4. disastersindomesticity
    October 28th, 2010 @ 4:45 pm

    Ha! That dishwasher/ginormous knife incident happened in our house as well. I swear in that moment my heart stopped!

    Good luck trying to get your husband to be more careful. It took awhile for my husband to get it as well, but he's doing much better these days. So there is hope.

  5. Alena @ Charmingly Chandler
    October 30th, 2010 @ 4:27 pm

    The dishwasher and the knife thing has happened here too. Because when Cody wants to help with dishes, he wants to help RIGHT NOW no matter that Sophia is right there and wants to "help".

    We don't allow drinks in the living room anymore while Sophia is awake. They have to stay in the kitchen. Is it a pain? Does it save from cleaning messes. Absolutely.

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