Kid #1: One gate at the top of the stairs.
Kid #2: We added a little plastic gate to our bonus room to keep her out of the cat food (in addition to the one at the top of the stairs).
Kid #3: Gate at the top of the stairs. Gate at the bottom of the stairs. Stronger gate to the bonus room. Gate to the dining room turned play room. Couch across the walkway from the living room to the dining room.
Yep. Gated Community.
The third kid is too fast and is everywhere.
And of course, so are her older sisters. (#1 isn’t getting yelled at here. She just pulled her fourth tooth. Well, almost pulled it, I touched it and then it popped out. She’s showing daddy her new gap in the front.)
Grandpa was nice enough to help us get that gate at the bottom of the stairs installed. Because it’s at the bottom, we wanted to make sure it was installed in a stud. Of course, we had to use a stud finder to make sure we were right. If you’ve never had a man with a stud finder, you should totally buy him one. Because I guarantee you he will put it on himself and make sure it lights up.
But even funnier? After the stud was located (in the wall, not Mr. Serious or grandpa), N took the stud finder (after we explained that it was to help you find wood in the wall) and put it on grandma’s leg and got it to beep.
She said “grandma, you have wood in your pants!” And then we all died!
(This is E being so thankful that grandpa helped save her from the stairs. Okay, really, this was right before they left and she finally let him hold her and actually smiled instead of crying!)