Baby outwits BF
BF was going crazy. Baby had figured out how to pull the air conditioning registers out of their hole and had taken to A. crawling around the house, pushing them and B. throwing stuff down the duct work. Watching him do this, it suddenly became clear to us where a pair of baby’s soft sandals had disappeared to: under our house, ripe for some family to find 75 years from now when they are gutting the little cottage that could to build their home of the future. Even though we found Little People, toy remote controls, cars, and packages of baby wipes down in the register, the humor of the whole situation wasn’t really making it worth it to BF to keep the registers as they were. So he went out and bought industrial strength (which is also baby strength ’cause our kid is strong as all get out) superglue and, after putting baby to bed one night, went around the house, gluing the registers down. BF went to bed feeling satisfied.
The only catch? Baby has expressed ZERO interest in the registers since that day. Has not even glanced at them as he is crawling by. BF doesn’t want to admit this, but it is killing him.