Batten down the hatches!

Can you believe I blogged 3 days in a row? And then didn't blog for 3 days in a row? I'm sure you can believe the second one more easily than the first, but they're both true.



Crawling. Oh, crawling!
Put away your fine china and laptop cords people! Batten down the hatches! Where are the gates?! Where is that durn pack 'n play?

There's nothing like a freshly crawling baby to make you realize the house you previously thought to be an acceptable level of clean is actually, really, incredibly dirty. And what's the fascination with the rug the dog lays on? And my shoes, really?

Also, (random) why can't houses be like cars, so you can just trade yours in when you want a new one?

Excuse me while I go vacuum behind the entertainment center.