I keep losing my baby, obviously not for long, that would be very irresponsible, but I turn my back for one second and she disappears, leaving me to run from room to room shouting her name. Inevitably I find her hidden under a table or the sofa chewing on something not meant to be chewed. All those lovely wooden, non toxic toys I bought now languish in a toy box, abandoned for wires and plugs. My lovely stationary baby has turned into a speed crawler, she’s also a very good hoover, finding hundreds of tiny little specks of biscuits or fluff wherever she goes.
Then there’s the tiny little toys that seem to seep put of the playroom or bedrooms and my eagle eyed baby is not one to miss a tiny play mobil pirate coin ( yes thank you who ever bought Z the pirate set for his birthday ) or little bits of lego that can be found in every room of the house despite the promises that they wouldn’t ever come out of his room, and don’t get me started on hair clips, or the sequin disaster of last week.
How can I baby proof a house that has two anti baby proofers in it?
I probably shouldn’t mention that little S fed Baby H one of her honey nut shredded wheats the other day ( did you know they are really low in salt), anyway turns out Baby H is not allergic to peanuts. Thats a good thing to accidentally find out right?