It’s funny how your life can change overnight. My husband and I were nearing our one-year anniversary of living in Austin, when, boom, suddenly we’re both unemployed. 4 days ago I was shopping for real estate, now I’m packing up my house to move back to San Francisco to live with the in-laws. We’ve given ourselves two weeks to pack, move and find jobs.
It’s crazy how fast your life can change.
It’s also crazy how difficult it is to pack boxes with a one-year old running around. If you didn’t read my last post regarding Sammy and his magical object-relocating skills, read it here.
I actually thought the biggest problem was going to be this:
Or, perhaps the opposite of stealing; I’d open up bathroom boxes in San Francisco to find the sippy cup I’d been looking for, or find a half-eaten banana squished in with my pillows. Hmmm, perhaps I shouldn’t speak so soon, I haven’t finished packing yet…
So far neither of those have happened. It turns out that the most common problem is this:
Searching for the tape isn’t so bad, not compared to Sammy’s other trick.
Do you know what skills one-year olds are learning and oh-so-proud of?
Climbing. I get it; if I were less than 3′ tall, I’d want to get up as high as possible to see what I was missing. The problem is that toddlers learn how to climb on things long before they master the skills to get back down.
You’d think this would faze them. And you’d be wrong. In fact, the higher the mountain to climb, the more intriguing the mountain. I’m probably just being a paranoid parent though. In my minds eye, this is how I view my son:
In reality, this is probably what’s happening:
I think parenting turns even the strongest people into complete scaredy-cats. At least, that’s my excuse.
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