Parents that read this will laugh themselves silly at me. I’ve cared for kids since I was 16, in their homes, in centres but never in my home. This is just so different. Their homes are set up for them, centres are set up to be safe for all kids to a point. My home, which I thought I did so well at childproofing (again, to a point) just screams HAZARD to me now. I had my first parent interview this morning with a couple and their 11 month old boy. Just starting to try walk – bye bye glass coffee table! Teething – sticking everything in his mouth. So looking around I can say the coffee table has to be swapped, that pot has to be moved, that stuff has to go, those have to be hidden, that has to be cushioned…and thats after I thought it was reasonably baby safe. Eep. Oh yeah, the cat was NOT happy about the intruders either. I have the scratches to prove it.
This is the results of 45 minutes of an 11 month old baby:
On the crafting front yesterday did not go well. Every craft I tried went wrong. I sewed my ‘go to’ craft, the little birds from Last Minute Patchwork + Quilted Gifts which I always make when I want to sew but have limited time. All went well until I poked the corners with the chalk pencil tip and it went sliding through the seam. I must have not caught the seam properly so that was the end of that poor little birdy.
Then I tried embroidery. The less said on that matter the better. Unpicking gets old fast is my only comment. Lets hope the crafts pick their game up this week.