Better Late than Never

For some reason or another Jody and I felt like we didn't really need to do the whole child-proofing thing. Maybe we were just lazy. Or maybe we just had too much faith in our little girl. Probably lazy. Zoe's been on the move for a while now, but she is not quick enough or quiet enough to really get into any major trouble. Well, wait, I should put that in past tense. She was not quick enough. She is now. A couple weeks ago, I finally had enough and told Jody we had to get some child locks. Stat. (He came home from work that night with enough locks to childproof 8 condos!)

Every time I turned around, Zoe was playing in the pantry, in the pots and pats, under the sink, everywhere. She didn't get into anything dangerous, but she sure enjoyed making a mess of everything. The thing is, I felt really bad putting locks on all the cabinets. She loved playing in the cabinets, and she loved her pantry diving most. Find Puffins, open box, dump all over floor and, finally, enjoy a snack of crushed Puffins on the kitchen floor with Charlie. Good times.

So far she has been handling the new locks quite well. A little frustration and confusion at first, but now she mostly just steers clear of her former fun zone. And I am a lot happier not to be stocking and restocking the pantry 20 times a day. Below is video I took for Jody when he was at work, so he could see her first reaction to the anti-Zoe cabinets. So sad.