The Unfortunate Case of Mobility Before Common Sense
Sunday, February 15, 2015
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Knowing that it's coming doesn't really stop it from being so OMG MILA IS SO ON THE MOVE AAAAAAAAAH!

Ahem.

Mila started crawling a while ago, but she was sloooooow for a bit there. And she didn't seem to know that doorways connect spaces, so she sort of stayed in the general vicinity of where you left her.

That sure was nice.

This weekend she really took off, meaning she is now like a bouncy rubber ball pinging all over the house. We have a big house, so you'd think I'd worry about losing her, but nope. She is like a moth to a flame when it comes to all things dangerous. Just look for anything that could be used to set the place on fire. That's where she is.

I'm not kidding. She worships at the Church of Electrical Cords.

In trying to figure out how to cage Mila, I'm realizing that baby gates and playpens aren't going to do it. The way our house is set up makes it really hard to partition off a Safe Zone that is within sight. Also, playpens are where babies are sent to be electrocuted, dipped in acid, and forced to eat from a spoon for hours on end. At least, I assume that's Mila's understanding of them based on how she acts when one is near.

So.

If I can't cage her, could I hook her up to a leash? I was thinking about something fancy like those tie-outs you use for dogs. I could give her the run of the entire first floor if I put the stake in the just right place.

Quick. Somebody add some foam alphabet letters and cutesy bunnies to a dog tie-out so I can pretend it's meant to be used for a baby.

(I don't know why the child insists on hanging out under the chair. It's a thing she does often, though.)

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