Mia is right on the verge of crawling. The need to baby proof the house is looming quite quickly over our shoulders. Seriously need to baby proof. Seriously.
Last night, I walk into the kitchen and the bottle of Mayo is on the floor in front of the fridge. I ask my husband what happened and if it was suppose to be in the trash. He said no, that when he got in the fridge it fell out. Seriously? Again, may I repeat the need for baby proofing, including the need to pick up stuff off the floor that falls! Seriously.
I live in Texas. And it's suppose to snow tonight. Seriously?!?! Seriously.