We're going to need a cage
It's 12:45 a.m. and the Man Cub just woke up to start his day, which will run, off and on, till about 3 or 4 this afternoon.
Right now he's out kicking things that rattle on his little play gym on the floor in the front room. God only knows what we're going to do with him once he starts moving laterally across horizontal surfaces.
We're definitely going to need a cage. The missus has a fancy dress-up word for it, but a cage is a cage.
posted by Fang Bastardson at 1:51 AM
2 Comments:
welcome to the world! They like to make sure you understand from the beginning that life now revolves around them (and in a lovely way it does).
Enjoy it now - one day it will be he wakes you at 12:45 a.m. coming home from his girlfriends house. Awesome party Dad! (and you will be wierdly proud...hey he DOES have a girlfriend!)
7:39 AM
I think the word you are searching for is "playpen" but yeah, it's basically a cage.
4:51 PM
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