So recently when my elder daughter, Maddie, yelled out "Daddy, Georgia's playing with your games!" My brain immediately flashed up an image of Georgia sitting there with all of my most expensive games surrounding her, rules ripped into a thousand pieces, boxes crushed, and her choking on a mouthful of meeples and pastel camels. Thankfully, she'd only opened the cabinet doors and was standing there with a big cheesey grin on her face.
So not wanting one of my worst nightmares to become reality I did something about it. We bought some child-proof locks and I installed them the other day. Hopefully by the time she figures out how to open them we'll have trained her to leave Daddy's games alone.
My solution - a child-proof lock, but will it work?
"Daddy's not looking so I'll just open the door and...Huh?!?"
"You may have won this round, Daddy, but I'll be back!"
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