It's finally finished......my Anti-Baby Christmas Tree Gate.
See? She totally can't figure out how to get in there.
However, it just dawned on me that making a baby gate out of tons of pointy stakes might not have been the smartest thing in the world. So sue me. I'll be sorry when Miss Baby falls headfirst into it and blinds herself. Crap. Now I have to re-think the whole thing.
I'll include more photos later, but my camera and computer are being hideous. They are making me so mad that if I stay on this computer one more moment, I'm going to clear the whole desk off with the back of my arm while screaming. Movie fashion----like an angry debutante knocking all the glasses off the cotillion table. Or whatever they knock off.
Image of Joan Crawford, bug eyed with fury, backhanding...well, whatever comes near her. I've had this same impulse! What stops me is knowing that I would have to do the clean-up! Breathe, just breathe. :>
Posted by: Charlotte | December 06, 2009 at 12:36 PM
You crack me up! The image of a debutante having a fit with glasses & a cotillion table? Priceless!!! You are TOO funny. I have always wanted to have one of those fits though. Closest I ever came to it was throwing my stupid pink Razor cell against the brick fireplace because I was on hold FOREVER with health insurance and it dropped the damned call (for the billionth time)! I destroyed the phone and it was totally worth it. It felt so good, I had NO remorse.
Posted by: Dusti Pearson | December 07, 2009 at 12:48 PM