Hospital corners are secure again.

So, Ben is off to D.C. for the inauguration and it's just the three of us until Thursday.  I made the bed with some good hospital corners and am looking forward to not redoing them every morning, but I will miss Ben a lot.  We all had a lovely morning of pancakes, playing with cornstarch and lots of rolling around with the kids.  Ben will post some rolling pictures later.  

Lewis loves to get into trouble. Tipping over trash cans is one of his favorite things to do.  Art liked to do that, too.  I velcroed Art's diaper pail and trash to his changing table so he couldn't knock them over.  Lew's trash is behind a chair.  Lewis will also gimpy-crawl at top speed if he hears the bathtub running, or if the bathroom is just open.  We have to keep that door closed.  He will also made a beeline for a potty chair.  Ew.  I'm latching the cabinets, turned the nightstands around so the drawer is to the wall and the cat food is on the counter.

But despite his getting into stuff I still don't feel whatever it is nay-sayers think mom's are supposed to feel when their kids start moving.  "Just wait until their mobile!  It's all over then!"  What's all over?  So he tips stuff over and pulls books off shelves.  Irritating, maybe, but the little man is so content!  No more kvetching!  He has bonked his head way more than we condone, so that is a bad thing, but we put out the coffee table and I'm going to hide away all the other things that he can easily topple over.  So moving makes him, and us, so happy!

Now if only we could figure out how to get him to sleep past five!