I did pull out our one safety gate when Christopher started scooting. You would think I might have gone ahead and ordered one for the upstairs and possibly two more to keep Christopher from climbing up the stairs as well. Or, I might just have been in denial about my baby growing up. NO MORE.
Christopher has hyped up to super-speed. Before I know what hit me, he'll have opened a cabinet and pulled out something heavy onto his foot or something fragile onto the ceramic tile. Or pulled additional glass ornaments off the tree. Or have climbed three stairs. I went to our PX yesterday looking for safety stuff. They had NOTHING in stock. The only thing that they ever stock, though, are outlet covers. Seriously. 110 outlet covers. In Europe. Yes, we have a few 110 outlets in each room, but we mostly have 220. AND, I already have outlet covers. I did manage to find a couple of cabinet locks left over from Ashlyn, though.
Then, this morning, I had everyone ready to get Ashlyn to Kindergarten. I put Christopher on the floor in his room and turned around to pick up a few things. Then, I hear Ashlyn SCREAMING, "MOMMY, MOMMY, CHRISTOPHER!" I run around the corner to see Christopher rolling(that sounds better than falling, right?) down the stairs. He only went down about 5 steps before I got to him. It was still very scary. As I picked him up, Ashlyn was crying into her hands. She needed more comfort than he did from the ordeal. Then, as she went into her classroom, she tattled on me to each of her three teachers.