One Crazy Fiber Lady

The ramblings of a fiber-affected single mother of twins who makes a living as a code monkey

One Crazy Fiber Lady

Lessons Learned

September 19th, 2005 · 18 Comments

You ever mentally compose a post over the course of a couple of days, taking pictures to go with it, only to have something happen that just blows all that away?  Did I knit this weekend?  Yup.  Did I do something to further prove that I’m a geek?  You betcha.  I have pictures of both.  Yay me.  Except you’ll have to wait until tomorrow to learn more about those things. 

What happened you ask?  The twins.  Kathryn and Alexander.   They happened.  Last week you’ll remember that my mother reported that Alex had escaped from his crib during nap at her house.  This was after the pair of them escaped from the Pack ‘n Plays last weekend at my sister’s house.  Well they lulled me into a false sense of security.  After staying in the cribs Friday morning, I decided to leave the sides as is and not convert them quite yet to toddlers beds.  They only served to enforce this decision on Saturday when they stayed in and played for at least a half hour before I plucked them out for breakfast.  Later they took a 3+ hour nap and didn’t escape at all.  Nor did they escape Sunday morning or after the brief after lunch nap they took.  Lulled I say. 

Sunday afternoon they were a bit cranky, beating, biting and scratching each other so I decided a nap was in order.  I escorted the pair off to their room where I deposited them in the cribs.  I kept an ear on them with the baby monitor as I proceeded to do some straightening and get a start on dinner by chopping the veggies that I was going to use for the stir fry.  Through it all I didn’t hear sleeping, but I didn’t hear any telltale noise that indicated that anything was amiss.  Finally, after 45 minutes (and finished with the veggies and chicken), I heard something that sent my mommy senses tingling.  The boom box which I put on with a classical cd as I put them down started up.  Neither kid can reach this thing from their cribs so I knew at least one was out.  With great trepidation as to what I’d find when I got there and how many had escaped, I went to their room.  I was aghast.  Look for yourself…(click for larger photos)

Kat_messAlex_messOy vey.  They both escaped.  They found a long forgotten box of corn starch (used for a particularly bad diaper rash Kat had) and went to town.nbsp; Kat was dancing in it declaring the place a "mesh". She looks particularly pleased with herself doesn’t she? The floor and just about everything else in the room, kids included, had a good coating of corn starch that seemingly took forever to get up.  Heck, I had to vacuum my vacuum.  Twins_messIf Kat wasn’t dancing, she laid down and told me "night-night" After vacuuming forever, the three of us were pretty well covered in the stuff and went off to the shower. At least I didn’t have to give them an after dinner bath for a change. Their floor still has a nice silky feel to it. I’ll have to swiffer it later and I suspect I’ll be dealing with the aftereffects for a long time to come. That’s the kind of afternoon I could pass on.  There is a bright side, at least it wasn’t the large and expensive tub of Triple Paste that they made a mess with.

Now comes the hard decision of what to do with the beasts.  Obviously the cribs are no containment structures anymore.  I do have one little problem though.  While Kat’s crib is a true convertible to toddler bed complete with a little half rail to keep her from falling out, the same is not true of Alex’s.  I can take the side off, but I don’t have a rail for him.  I don’t think he’s ready to sleep without the rails yet as he presses against the sides still.  I’m tempted to leave the side on and leave them in the open position.  They won’t roll out, but yet if they do want to escape and fall, they’ll fall from a much lower position. Or do I just bite the bullet and go get two twins beds and the guardrails to keep them from falling out.  Help!!!

Craft on 😉

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