The Pierce Family: Child Proof???

Wednesday, December 9, 2009

Child Proof???

As first time parents, Eric and I were concerned with the safety of our home. When Kinsley started to crawl we child proofed our house with a baby gate, cabinet locks, door knob covers, and outlet covers. We thought everything was safe and sound.

Earlier today I saw Kinsley carrying white objects in her hands. "Kinsley what are you playing with?"

"Momma. Oh, oh."

"Oh, oh is right. Are you suppose to be playing with these?" She nodded her head yes.

I don't know how she learned how to take these out of the outlets because I barely learned myself! Apparently, our house is child proof but it ISN'T Kinsley proof...

7 comments:

The Jones Crew said...: Only 8 more days until we get to see you guys for christmas it will be fun to have you guys home soon Kinsley is so cute; December 9, 2009 at 6:00 PM
The Gracie Jones blog said...: THAT is hilarious! Those are really hard to take out too!! She is a tricky little thing :); December 9, 2009 at 6:52 PM
Savannah Williamson Photography said...: Wow what a strong girl. I almost break my nail every time i have to pull one out to vacuum. That is funny.; December 9, 2009 at 9:31 PM
Washington Family said...: I love that face! She's such a doll!; December 9, 2009 at 9:48 PM
We Joneses said...: hahaha! I think childproof things are like antibiotics. The kids just evolve.; December 10, 2009 at 2:20 PM
Mitzi Beal said...: That is funny. Those didn't work for us either. Corbin loves cords and outlets. He would just pull out the plug covers so he could plug in what he wanted to.; December 10, 2009 at 2:51 PM
The Jones Crew said...: Only 6 more days I am so happy to see you guys it will be so much fun to have you come home for the Holidays; December 11, 2009 at 8:24 AM

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