Now that Andrew is crawling, the entire apartment has become his playground. At least, all the parts that we don't cut him off from before he can get there. We spent much of this weekend baby-proofing the apartment--at least as much of it as can be done. This bookshelf has been safely secured to the wall to prevent him from tipping it over. Of course, short of gluing all the books to the shelves I'm not sure how we're going to prevent future episodes of this:
Andrew is the perfect embodiment of entropy. If a basket is full of toys, he takes them out. If a bucket is full of blocks, he dumps them out. If a shelf is full of books....
One of these years we're going to have to teach him about putting stuff away. I don't look forward to trying to get him to clean up his room.
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