Now that my son has become a cable vampire seeking out the snakepit of wires behind our TV,our house seems a dangerous placeThere is a chance that I’ve underestimated babyproofing. You might remember a few weeks ago, when I was all “Hey, or the baby’s moving around!” and Gee,I’d better clean the set up! I remember it, too, or I despise the idiot who wrote it.
Past Me thought that babyproofing meant tucking a few wires under the sofa,and not leaving the PlayStation controller on the floor. I despise that slackjawed hayseed, and I’m surprised he even mustered up the brainpower to type that gobbledegook. Past Me is a dumb rube. He is a numbskull.
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Source: theguardian.com