A good friend came over on Saturday morning to install THIS:
|Her escape plot is FOILED!!!!!!!!!|
In the past few weeks, nothing will keep this child inside.
She knows how to unlock doors, turn dead bolts and is not afraid to run full tilt down the street, her family just an afterthought residing in that two-story craftsman style brick behind her.
The neighbors probably think we have zero control over our brood, and honestly, we sort of don't. Particularly the two year old.
But thanks to our friend Hank, his tool box and this J-lock, we have more control than we have had, like, ever.
It's a good thing we live in a cul-de-sac.
Not such a good thing that there was a water-mocassin in our yard two weeks ago that almost bit Wesley.
Just ONE of the many number of reasons this two year old needs to be contained.
Oh, also it was pointed out to me that I was super-duper mean on my post yesterday when I stated that my brother was "pushing 40." He is actually 35.
I rounded up on his age and what I meant was that he is on the "latter half" of this decade to 40. As am I.
I was using it as an illustration, people. Sheesh.
He's still not getting any younger ladies.
Another thing I wanted to mention: yesterday Chris and I ran errands ALL DAY and about half of that time I had to use the bathroom, but I didn't want to use a public toilet.
I realized that I didn't move fast enough on my Go-Girl purchase that I discussed a few weeks ago.
I was sitting in the middle of the Publix parking lot ~ or PUBIX, as my dad likes to call it ~ waiting for my husband to pick up a prescription, and I realized that I COULD PEE RIGHT THERE AND NO ONE WOULD KNOW IT!
I was wearing my adorable Boden Denim skirt that I could just yank up a little. I could just pee in the Go-Girl and not one person in that parking lot would be any wiser.
|Totally freaking cute, right? BodenUsa.com|
I'm going to have to order the Go-Girl pronto.
I better get back to my futile task of cleaning up the house. It is futile because the two year old keeps tearing everything apart after I clean it up.
So I am really not sure why I am bothering with it.
I don't know how people do it with multiple children at home, I really don't.
I mean, really, hats off to you.
It's about 2pm and I'm almost ready for vodka.