Futile

Ever wonder why "child-proof" means more hassle for the adults and no problem for the child? I remember my cousin Gregory helping his mom opening the "child-proofed" medicine bottles when he was just a toddler.

We have put child-proof door locks on a few select doors in our place; the front door (because Joey can reach and unlock the deadbolt), the downstairs bathroom (more for privacy of the occupant and to save toilet paper), and the coat closet which is where we have our DVD shelf. Joey loves to tear apart that shelf, and since I have our movies alphabetized for easier locating, I don't like him to have access to them. As of yesterday, the door locks have become futile! I have personally witnessed him opening both the closet door to choose several movies at a time, and the bathroom door when he want to try to go potty! He hasn't as of yet tried the front door...if he ever does, I may need to get an extra lock for higher up on the door. Although, I think that he can only open the doors when the child proof lock is in exactly the right position, so I may have some extra time.

Joey and I have been working on his meal time prayers. Usually, he repeats after me "Thank you Jesus, for this food and bless it to my body. Amen." He prays in a whisper. Tonight I had him pray all by himself for the first time. He was so cute. In an almost inaudible whisper, he said, "Taintoo Jesus for a food, bless da body. Amen" What a good boy.

I have only six minutes before I am supposed to leave for choir and I still have to eat dinner, brush my teeth, and put my shoes on. I better hurry!