Oh, The Naughties!

It is always disconcerting when, at 9:30pm, you see a pair of sparkling little eyes glancing over the stair rail. Little eyes that belong to a very small toddler, who could not possibly scale a baby gate.

"Dennis, did you close the baby gate?"

"Yes... why?"

"Nolan."

We scrambled upstairs, concerned that the child had managed to scale the gate and then fallen.

Matt was quite pleased with himself, having discovered that baby gates are something that can be taken apart like legos.


Our lives may never be the same.

Heaven help us!