Monday, November 10, 2008

Locks

Most people put kid locks on their stuff to keep the little darlings safe. Heaven forbid they touch the toilet water. That would be a tragedy.
We however, have a completely different reason for locking up our house. We actually have 2 reasons.
It all started with cabinet locks on the lower ones. And thing like Daddy breakfast pop tarts got put in the upper ones. The the child started climbing. And they moved higher. Then they got hidden in a back cabinet that is fairly hard to reach for grown-ups, but apparently not for children standing on counters.
Then there was the pop. Pop that was bought in 12 can/ pack. Daddy would go to take one from the fridge and it would be squeezable. Apparently, someone knows how to take a butter knife, pop the top on the can and put it back. Just enough so it goes flat. And it isn't portable, defeating the purpose of the work can of pop to begin with.
Complete boxes of crackers at once.
Bags of cereal.
More M&M's and candy than I can count.
Every morning. This is what I find going on under my table.
Since I am not a morning person to begin with, not the best start to my day.
Our kitchen has a child gate on it. They all know how to open it. It mostly serves as a dog barrier since it is no longer child effective.
Sooo.... Last night before bed, Lonnie and I took a bicycle lock, you know a long cable with a big old pad lock? Yeah, that kind, and put it around the gate. Very annoying to any one who wants drink in the middle of the night.
But... I went to bed last night with a weeks worth of food in the house, and it was all still there when I woke up. All the pop. All the pop tarts, all the chips. All of it.
I was so stoked. We had a great morning. I can't remember a morning that went more smoothly.

Then today I made a mistake.

I went to the bathroom.

My two darlings flipped over laundry baskets and climbed OVER the pad locked gate.
To eat graham crackers.
Now, neither of these children are starting.
Why do they feel the need for breaking and entering and petty larceny for a snack?
Why don't they understand that a lock is not a challenge. It IS the answer.


Now I know there are several people out there that are thinking in their heads how they would fix this "problem" if these were their kids. Let me be the first to tell you, we have tried it. No matter what your suggestion is, we have tried it.

And to add to my wonderful day, I can home from getting Wyatt at school to a broken Pyrex bowl of ravioli, with some dog blood mixed into it. Yippee.

2 comments:

Rebecca said...

The good things:

Your kids are creative, smart, inventive, resourceful and they apparently don't give up!

Those are all good qualities - the challenge is harnessing those qualities and using them for good while staying sane and trying to outsmart your own kids!!

Be glad that you have smart kids - even if it means no poptart goes untouched!

And maybe they just do it for the pure challenge. They probably wake up each morning and are like, "Hey! I wonder what mom's challenge is for us today.... Oh, we'll have that one figured out by lunch!" It might not be so tempting and therefore fun if you just laid out all the food and said, "here ya go!"

Although, I'm not suggesting you do that. Some mom would have to be VERY brave -- and be willing to clean up kid puke when the kids ate so many pop tarts they barfed!!

It kinda sounds like an episode of the Cosby Show now that I think about it!

Anonymous said...

I have no suggestions and cannot quit laughing. Mason Children - 1 and Mason Parents - 0. I think you're kids are fantastic. They remind me that I'm not the only Mommy who has to just shake her head and walk away sometimes. Otherwise, we would go nuts!