Foot Sandwich with Toe Jam, and Wonder Kid

That's right, we are now eating our feet after years of saying "I won't move my sh!t, my kids just won't touch it".  Try as we might, we failed to produce a being that could understand things like "That's just to look at, not play with" from day one.

It's just another lesson I'm learning as a new parent, but it's one that is a little embarrassing to talk about.  I'm finding that there really are things you just don't understand about kids until you have your own.  Logan is by no means a spoiled brat, but he gets into everything!  I finally moved the wooden box holding Mom's ashes because Logan dropped it and chipped a corner.  The last thing I want to do is vacuum my mother up out of the rug...  So, I moved it.  I'm moving the books from our childhood today, because yesterday Logan ripped the cover off my Children's Treasury.  We've run out of space on the higher surfaces for all of our decorations, and we are in the market for an entertainment unit with doors we can lock.

Before Logan, we did not want to be "those" parents at all.  We wanted to have kids that just wouldn't touch "our" stuff.  Little did we realize that to them, it's not our stuff at all.  To kids, everything is fair game.

Not only are we moving our valuables up and away from tiny hands, but I'm trying to clean things up around here.  Notice I say I'm trying...  It's very difficult to get any cleaning done when I'm constantly turning around to say things like "Logan, put Grandma Rose down!" or "Stop stepping on the dog!", and to pull him off the wall unit or baby fence or the back of the couch.

I absolutely love that Logan is adventurous and fearless, though.  He seems to learn things so quickly!  (I'm sure every parent thinks their kids are geniuses...)  And once he figures something out, he doesn't look back.  He moves on to the next challenge with a huge grin on his face.  We went to the pool last week.  We'd only been once before, when Logan was about 6 months old.  He seemed to love it then, and he really loved it this time.  At first, he didn't want to put his face in the water, or float on his back or tummy, but after watching some of the bigger kids in a swimming lesson, he was jumping up and down in the water, splashing, and climbing into my arms so I could help him float on his tummy.  I think swimming will be one of those things he dives right into (pun totally intended)!  Lessons are definitely in order for this adventure!