Having children is like having a bowling alley installed in your brain.
Ah yes. I think it is truly sinking in…parenthood. A LOT of people gave me advice before I got pregnant. A LOT of people gave me advice while I WAS pregnant. Some was good, some perhaps not so much. None of it really helps in our current situation. Our dear, darling daughter found yet ANOTHER way to climb her furniture. Mind you, we’ve already taken out bookcases, a toy chest, and any container whatsoever. She has two wardrobes (turned toward the window until we can put locks on them so that she cannot open and climb them) and a dresser (also turned toward the window so she cannot climb it). Mostly they are in her room to block her window – she was performing amazing gymnastic feats in the window and tearing the curtains, curtain rod, and blinds down before we became party poopers.
Today she found a way to climb the dresser/wardrobes while they faced the window. She was found luxuriating across the top, dangling one foot off the side, roughly three and a half feet off of the floor. (Insert frustrated parental screech here.). We have now removed the decorative trim off of the sides of the dresser, hoping that that solves the problem long enough for us to get the wardrobes fixed and turned around. If she finds another way up, I have no earthly idea what we’ll do. This was NOT in the advice given before I had children, thankyouverymuch, and the previous sources have dried up, I’m afraid. (Go figure. Most people don’t have children that literally climb the walls, the furniture, the bookshelves like cats.)
Sigh. I hope that my creativity grows with hers…