Life right now is really crazy ... in the next month we have Jack's Golf Tournament and the babies first birthday party, then Halloween right after that, and just the every day insanity of life with two almost 11 month olds, who are going through a phase where they must be near me at ALL TIMES. If I dare to leave them in baby jail (even with Daddy) this is what happens:
Speaking of my beloved baby gates, to add to the chaos, we had an
ESCAPE FROM BABY JAIL.
That's right. I knew it had to happen sooner or later.
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So I'm sitting on the couch, minding my own business, when I hear giggling... which sounds strangley CLOSE... i can almost feel the breath on my neck, smell the distinct aroma of waffles and Similac.... I turn around and come face to face with...
Yeah, just chillin' up here, watching Good Morning America with you....
Hey, let me climb over and have some of that delicious Cookie Crisp Cereal I see you enjoying....
(no photos of actual break-out due to me having to drop the camera and grab Katie).
The problem was temporarily solved by removing the toy box from baby jail which she was climbing up on...
But honestly, it's just a matter of time before they figure another way out. They are really just days away from walking. And they truly do work as a team - I already think they're cooking up a scheme that involves maybe Charlotte climbing over Katie's back.
The other morning while they were in their cribs waiting for Mommy to wake up and come get them, CHARLOTTE managed to squeeze her scrawny arm through the bars of her bed and remove a gigantic screw from KATIE'S crib. I know it's part of a plot...
"Listen, I'll reach through the bars and dismantle your crib, when you're free, you break me out, then we head straight for the Fruity Cheerios, not those crappy plain ones she's always trying to stick us with....."
"Uh, okay Boss... got it!"