reflections on daddy-hood and other random things

Thursday, March 16, 2006

Not so child-friendly

Trashcan-o-metal-sticksDon't you just love taking your toddlers over to people's houses that aren't child-proofed? There are just innumerable items such as this designer trashcan that lurk in the shadows of the living room of your hosts ready to impale your child and maim him or her for life. (It can be yours for only $142! Perhaps at that price it is more properly referred to as an artistic basket?)

It always seems that no matter how hard I try to avoid such situations occurring, my kids tend to accelerate the depreciation of the interiors of the homes I visit. It's kind of hard to relax when your oldest is drinking red Kool Aid in the middle of the very-white living room carpet (What possessed you to offer such indelible libations to my child in an open container?!) and your younger one is drooling all over the couch. And when the laps around the house start, it is time to call it quits.

Of course, if the homeowner has kids too, then most likely the couch is already saturated with drool, the carpet is no longer white, and the hardwoods already have scratches showing where the laps are run. It goes without saying that the artistic trashcan would have long gone by the wayside.

Sorry for destroying your house, dear host. Are you busy, say in 20 years, when we're empty nesters?

Until then, please, let me know before you invite me over that you've gotten extravagant with your trash can.

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