Baby-proofing the House: What Would Jack Do?
In every situation, before every action, I must ask myself, “W.W.J.D?” No, I don’t need a bracelet to remind myself to consider what Jack would do. Now that he is crawling, and therefore exploring the new world, I am overly aware of all the trouble that Jack can get himself into. Because granted, by law of babyhood, a baby boy will without exception gravitate towards the item of the most potential danger.
Why would Jack want to be entertained by an age-appropriate singing toy when he can get his hands into my laptop cords? Why would he choose to simply play with a paper towel roll when he could eat it (!) instead? Yeah, needless to say, after one solid week of enjoyment, Jack’s beloved paper towel roll as made its way into that glorious toy box in the sky. He only ate part of it, but still, he ate part of it!
Jack with his Pappy and Nonna (my parents) on Memorial Day 2011.
By default, Jack chooses the most dangerous option over any safe one every time. Therefore, I must do his decision making for him. Not only must I intervene on a moment-to-moment basis, but I must also put my future-predicting skills to good use. I must prevent the accident before it happens. And I must do this constantly.
We recently had to officially lower his crib because not only did he begin bumping his head on the rail by pulling himself up, but also because we wouldn’t put it past him to be able to climb up his crib and fall out on the ground.
One morning last week, Jack and I were awake before Jill. As a joke, I lifted him out of the crib and let him start crawling. He crawled out of his bedroom and past the doorway of our bedroom. Jill’s instincts kicked in: She instantly woke up when she heard him crawl up to the doorway.
My plan worked: She thought Jack actually escaped the crib on his own! The prank was successful and boy was I cool.
But while it was a tad far-fetched that Jack would escape his crib unharmed, it’s not that impossible knowing Jack. He’s sort of an escape artist.
I know every parent believes their kid is the smartest ever; and I’m no different. But the boy seriously impresses me in his ability to figure stuff out without assistance from his parents. He’s large for his age, he’s strong, and he loves to explore.
Lesson learned: Never underestimate the ability of Jack. That includes him eating cardboard.
Jack’s paper towel roll toy
June 16, 2011 – June 24, 2011Add a Comment