It's too quiet!

The last of the measuring cups have been washed and returned to the drawer, the blinds lowered again within reach of little fingers and lamp cords casually left in plain view - it is to quiet here.

I thought I had done a pretty good job of baby proofing the house. Things on the bottom shelves were moved up, dog toys were stashed, floor vaccumed in preparation for the arrival of the grandbaby. Within minutes he had identified every thing fun. First was the floor key for the gas fireplace cut off. It is largely decorative and the gas has been off at the safety valve since May, but the key is very interesting. Then on to the window blinds. No dangling cords (I had checked that out) but the wooden blinds were great to chew on, hide behind or just pull. For a week it looked as if I was doing spring cleaning with the blinds at half mast. But it did make it easier for him to hold on to the window sills and look out. And then, what did he spot around a corner in a dark hallway - the dog's water bowl. Off like the speed of light. Silly me thought he was just going into the kitchen but with the fast hands of a Vegas dealer he grabbed the rim and voila water water everywhere and not a drop to drink. Luckily for the dog there is a water bowl in the upstairs bathroom and out on the porch so he had other resources.
Life is much more interesting when I see it through the eyes of a 10 month old. Tiny pieces of banana can be hidden under my fingers on the tray and discovered by little fingers. Puffies generate arm and leg waving in anticipation. Last night's dinner was no where near as much fun as dinner with Ashby. Great food, good friends, but no real anticipation or unguarded delight. Guess I need to start packing to go visit his world.