Mom & Dad seem to have gotten pretty serious about Maggie-proofing the house this weekend. Dad even co-opted my services to help! As you can see, I was in charge of hanging on to the painter’s tape while Dad installed the very first baby gate in our house.
The one he installed was the one that Great Grandma Droste gave me before I was even born — at my baby shower. He put it in the hallway downstairs, so it cuts off the office from all the dangerous stuff — the two sets of stairs, the bathroom, the bedroom, the laundry room, and the mechanical closet!
Then, right before bedtime, I decided to practice shrieking — a new skill I’ve picked up recently. Dad thought a doo-rag was a good idea. Um, no.
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