Family Living: Abbott Style

Except when there is. I want to move here.  Here being Colorado.  I went as far as to look up police and trooper jobs in Colorado.  Even picked us out a nice modest home we could see ourselves in.  But for Ian, there truly is no place like home. So for now, I will have to live with a week long  visit now and then.  We will see.  I will try to sell my "Let's move to Colorado" pitch when we return to 100 degree nastiness.  I think I might have a better chance then.  

Boundaries. They are a part of life. Hopefully I am not speaking too soon--but I think I have vastly improved my life by purchasing a play yard.  I know, I know, Haley is TWO not 6 months.  But somewhere along the line, Haley did not develop a  particular skill.  That is, to sit down and play with toys--independently.  She is SO active, which I totally love and embrace, but I think she is sometimes too much for herself.  And after a day of the play yard, it is now apparent to me that she craves the boundaries. I suppose I just figured, with an open floor plan, and some baby proofing--what is the harm in allowing her to roam the house?  Well the issue is, there are too many options.  Too much freedom.  And way too much destruction in my life. I tried a play room.  Thinking, having all the toys in one place, she would be more likely to just go play on her own.  WRONG.  She doesn't want to go in there unless someone is sit...