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ParisDakarBmw · 24 February 2010, 02:09 AM

Murphy' Law
Anything that can go wrong will go wrong

Once again! I'm watching things closely for any issues. Covering my tracks if you will.

Last night after I took the pictures of Melanie, I brushed her tooth, and put her in the crib. She was crying, and pitching her normal evening tantrum. I proceeded to do a couple loads of laundry, and check my TRF regularly. I was getting ready to go to bed myself. Now My sweet wife was at work last evening, and I'm watching the baby until 0700hrs when we pass the torch. She comes home from work, and I leave for work. The baby is still asleep.

Keep in mind, I'm in the freakin dog house, and can't do anything right (or have just been cought doing the normal).

I was turning the lights off in the kitchen, and heard a rattle from the other side of the house. I figured it was a stack of disk in the computer room, or something. I heard a bumping from the front again. I went over to the dog crates, and all 3 dogs were snoring, and farting in their crates as usual. Sound asleep.

Then I heard the door to the baby room being pulled back and forth. The door handle was also being juggled, and a frustrated yell from the little midget monkey britches herself.

Melanie had climbed out of the crib! Jusus...Had I gone to sleep, and just heard her complaining on the monitor, both of us would have gone to sleep. I would have woken up, and gone to work, leaving everything to my wife. That was close.

Could you immagine all of my screw ups this weekend, and then my sweet loving best friend greatest woman to grace the earth spousel unit general issue 1 each had come home, and checked in on the baby, and BAM! The baby is asleep on the floor in a giant pile of emptied baby wipes, and empty drawers!

This would be a disaster! Much like finding your 18 year old son passed out in a pile of beer cans, this was the todler equivelant. She would have torn the room apart looking for a hidden toy, or opened every pack of clean diapers, taken her clothes off, and passed out from a party in her little world.

And then my wife would revert back to me passing her this morning with a quick kiss, and answering "everything's fine! She slept good lastnight" when she ask how Melanie was doing. I stroll out to the car, and as I back from the driveway she finds this.

Close call, but I discovered it just in time! I sat in her room, and watched her escape from her confines. Her little pajamas should be striped like an inmate. Just short of filing the bars loose on the crib, she was getting out.

I just got over the time where I put her to bed in her little zip up pajamas, and forgot to put a diaper on her. Let's just say I missed one step in the bedtime routine, and now I'm on probation again. I'm walking on eggshells over here!

24 February 2010, 02:09 AM	#113
ParisDakarBmw Banned Join Date: Dec 2009 Real Name: Paul Location: New Haven, CT Watch: 116610 Sub-C Posts: 6,552	Murphy' Law Anything that can go wrong will go wrong Once again! I'm watching things closely for any issues. Covering my tracks if you will. Last night after I took the pictures of Melanie, I brushed her tooth, and put her in the crib. She was crying, and pitching her normal evening tantrum. I proceeded to do a couple loads of laundry, and check my TRF regularly. I was getting ready to go to bed myself. Now My sweet wife was at work last evening, and I'm watching the baby until 0700hrs when we pass the torch. She comes home from work, and I leave for work. The baby is still asleep. Keep in mind, I'm in the freakin dog house, and can't do anything right (or have just been cought doing the normal). I was turning the lights off in the kitchen, and heard a rattle from the other side of the house. I figured it was a stack of disk in the computer room, or something. I heard a bumping from the front again. I went over to the dog crates, and all 3 dogs were snoring, and farting in their crates as usual. Sound asleep. Then I heard the door to the baby room being pulled back and forth. The door handle was also being juggled, and a frustrated yell from the little midget monkey britches herself. Melanie had climbed out of the crib! Jusus...Had I gone to sleep, and just heard her complaining on the monitor, both of us would have gone to sleep. I would have woken up, and gone to work, leaving everything to my wife. That was close. Could you immagine all of my screw ups this weekend, and then my sweet loving best friend greatest woman to grace the earth spousel unit general issue 1 each had come home, and checked in on the baby, and BAM! The baby is asleep on the floor in a giant pile of emptied baby wipes, and empty drawers! This would be a disaster! Much like finding your 18 year old son passed out in a pile of beer cans, this was the todler equivelant. She would have torn the room apart looking for a hidden toy, or opened every pack of clean diapers, taken her clothes off, and passed out from a party in her little world. And then my wife would revert back to me passing her this morning with a quick kiss, and answering "everything's fine! She slept good lastnight" when she ask how Melanie was doing. I stroll out to the car, and as I back from the driveway she finds this. Close call, but I discovered it just in time! I sat in her room, and watched her escape from her confines. Her little pajamas should be striped like an inmate. Just short of filing the bars loose on the crib, she was getting out. I just got over the time where I put her to bed in her little zip up pajamas, and forgot to put a diaper on her. Let's just say I missed one step in the bedtime routine, and now I'm on probation again. I'm walking on eggshells over here!