He knows how to open and close it, but when I am cooking I require that the kids are either seated at the kitchen table or in another room. To me we all remain safer that way.
But you do know how the best laid plans go...
Poor Kado got his cute little boy leg stuck between two of the rungs on the gate. And he could not pull it out.
I had two pots boiling on the stove, a two year old napping in another room, and a ringing phone.
To get his leg out I would have to turn his leg sideways, but to do so without knocking him over I would have to get to the other side of the gate. This meant that I had to open the gate with his leg still in it. While he hopped backwards on one foot he said "Am I going to have to stay like this forever?" At the time I thought that might be the case.
But just as THGGM was giving me advice (he was the call, not realizing what he was interrupting) Kado wiggled himself free, simply by turning his leg the same way it had gone in in the first place.
There wasn't one.
Even so, it was a traumatic ordeal for Kado.
After assuring him he was fine and would continue to be fine and having him prove it to both of us by having him hop up and down, jump around, and spin, he suddenly stopped, looked at the cabinet in front of him and said in the most pathetic voice I have ever heard, "I HATE THE WAY THOSE GUYS ARE LOOKING AT ME!"
What "guys", I wondered?"
Oh, THOSE GUYS!
Nothing like having the Precious Moments Nativity set staring at you while you live through the scariest ordeal of your life.
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"that'll reach him" my aunts and uncles would have said. Luckily my mum and dad would have reacted immediately, my father assuring me "the way in is the way out", my mum ready with cold presspads and warm kisses and after that had worked telling me to "never, ever do it again". I like it you are like my mum and dad. Eventually the "scissors of the firemen" or just a plain ironsaw would have freed hi. I am totally with Kado, those guys are looking as if it was Blue Monday and not Christmas, they sure are looking worried (or just sternearnest). A hint: carefully removing jeans/trousers and rubbing some oil all over the leg usually does it to free the leg.
I have been a cashier at the swimmingpool ordered there from officework when the regularcashier was ill, and some kid managed to get stuck in the tourniquet entree, now, that is really traumatic: the child yelping like a puppy, the mother hysterical, children and adults building up a huge public giving stupid advises and finally two strong men in swimming shorts lifting the whole tourniquet and child gently up and up until they could get the child out, applause following, the child and icecream, mother and two heroes a free cup of coffee and that was it. Children and dogs, what they are conjuring up to give you a near heartattack is beyond human reasoning. That in itself is a good thing, otherwise nobody would start a child or give in to haviing a puppy. The right person calling at just that moment, your husband is truly THGGY. Did the food in the pans burn? DM
I meant teach, of course, second word above. DM
My, my, has he grown! :0)
Kids do and say the darndest things!
(((hugs)))
Awww... So cute though. Last summer I had a two year old get his chubby leg stuck in between the chair slats. For a minute, I thought we might need to resort to more drastic measures to get him loose but we got him unstuck!
Way too funny. A friend of mine had a child who did that behind some display bannisters at Menards - except it was her head and she screamed bloody murder.
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