Thursday, April 1, 2010

April Fool!

April Fool's Day has always been a big deal in my family.  For years my mom made muffins or pancakes with jokes inside on April first.  Eventually, April Fool's Day evolved into a one on one contest between me and my older sister, Cheyenne.  She is still laughing about the year that she woke me up at 3 a.m. telling me the house was on fire and the first thing I did  was grab my teddy bear.  I maintain that it is PERFECTLY NORMAL for a fourteen year old girl to sleep with a teddy bear.  From booby trapping piles of newspapers when we each had a paper route to replacing a bedroom light with a black light, we could always count on our April Fool's Days to be full of surprises.
Fast forward to today.  I woke up this morning at the crack of 6:00 (I would say dawn, but the sun was smart enough not to think about being up yet) to cute little baby sounds that are really hard to appreciate that early.  I had been up for less than ten minutes and my brain was still halfway between my dreams and Jared's breakfast when Cheyenne sent me a text telling me that my house was on fire.  Her timing is incredible.  I have to admit that my first thought was sincerely, "How does she know?"  She didn't even have to get up early to catch me groggy.  Curse those three time zones between us!  I had totally forgotten April Fool's Day.  I have been bested once again, but be warned, Cheyenne, next year will be mine.
Jared also seems to know that today is April first.  I am completely unprepared for him to be so mobile.  How does he know to go straight for the one thing in the room that is most dangerous to him?  I tied up all of our electrical cords after he got himself terrifyingly wrapped up in one yesterday at the speed of light, but he is still rolling and scooting his way through the house identifying all of the hazards.  I didn't think we would have to baby-proof the house until he could crawl.  I stand corrected.  His new trick today: opening drawers.
You Jared fans will just have to remember how his face looks.  I think his days of staying still for anything are history.
Can you guess what is happening here?
This is our kitchen's joke on Jared.  It's a baby trap.  He rolled himself in, but the only way out is forward.  Forward is the only direction he doesn't go.
My admiration for my mother grows with Jared.  I already have to have two eyes on him at all times when he is awake.  How do mothers do anything with a baby that can crawl or walk?

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