How does one keep a 16 month old curious, fearless boy, out of trouble? And safe, more importantly?
I turned my back for two seconds today, and when I turned around, there was Eli, sitting on the top of the changing table, legs stretched out, grinning from ear to ear. He had climbed up there by himself!
Or how about this morning, when I caught him with one leg on the couch arm, one leg dangling in mid-air, and his hands despertly gripping the window-sill so as not to fall.
Or later this afternoon, when he literally started to climb my kitchen cupboards! He grasped the handle of the drawer with his fingers, and then proceeded to take his sticky little feet and climb right up the side of it!
But that's not the last of it. I've always assumed that when I put him in his crib for a nap, I can finally breath a sigh of relief and assume that he's safe for a little while. Not so anymore! I caught him crawling up the outside of his crib this morning! He didn't make it the whole way, but I bet he would have if I hadn't stopped him.
Now by this point, you all are probably assuming that I'm some kind of neglectful mother or something! Not so. We have a small house, and the kids are always playing right around where I am. So how does Eli manage to get into all these predicaments? I have NO idea!
So, what's a mama to do? My mom thinks we need to build on an addition to our house--a big, rubber, completely padded room to keep Eli in.
Okay, okay, so that's not really an option ;)
Joel's mom had four boys, all two years apart, and my grandmother had four boys as well. They both still seem sane and in their right minds. How did you guys do it??
I'll just have to try to keep a good eye on Eli, and pray that Jesus will keep him safe the rest of the time!!