Showing posts with label Help Me. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Help Me. Show all posts

Thursday, July 26, 2012

Penchant for powder

My daughter is obsessed with baby powder.  No matter where it is, she finds it and promptly dispenses as much as she can before she is discovered. I think we all remember this post. At least she was courteous enough to wait until I had gone out for the night that time. The funniest part is, she doesn't just pour it out. She will take off her pull-up and "squirt" it at her bum. I have found her standing on the toilet, on the bathroom counter, in her room and once in the van.

You'd think I'd get smart and just get rid of it by now. The problem is, it is summer and we go to the beach. Baby powder is my go-to for getting the sand off the kids. It is pretty much on the top of my list of miracle worker must have products, right below the magic eraser. Which I obviously don't use on the kids.  I suppose I will just have to get better at hiding it...or follow her around with the vacuum.

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Tuesday, July 19, 2011

What do you do with a climber?

Two and a half years. That was how long Natey slept in his crib until he got kicked out for his sister to move into it. He would have gladly stayed longer. He loved his "cribby". As crazy as my son was, not once did he ever climb out of it.

Arielle is a climber. I constantly find her scaling furniture and attempting to run along the TOP of my couch. I literally can't take my eyes off of her. These Evil Knievel-esk antics have not been without consequence. She has had 2 large goose eggs on her forehead from climbing and falling off of something. Still, she doesn't learn.

The other night, I was baking some delicious chocolate chip zucchini muffins, and playing a game of chicken with my I-don't-want-to-go-to-bed-so-I-will-scream-until-I-get-my-way toddler. I kept going in to check on her. I would lay her down and she would be quiet for 1 second before she realized that I wasn't going to pick her up. I would leave, she would start screaming again. This awesome fun went on for almost an hour. Finally the screaming stopped. I turned in the direction of her room to make sure I couldn't hear anything and there she was with her squinty red eyes and tear-stained face, standing in my kitchen. So there you have it folks. My 19 month old can climb out if her crib. She's done it 2 more times since last week. I don't want her getting hurt so I am forced to take some action.

I don't know what to do with such a young one in a bed, but I don't want to waste money on a crib tent if it is just going to tick her off even more and end in more screaming. What do I do? Bed or crib tent? Help me!