Baby Steps
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1 min readMay 3, 2019
“What do you mean he climbed over the gate and out into the yard to play? He’s only eight months old!”
“Maybe we just need to get a taller baby safety gate,” Benedict smiled sheepishly.
“Or maybe we don’t have to if someone keeps an eye on the baby like he was supposed to!” his wife glowered at him.
“Don’t say it.”
“You have one job!”
“Well, at least he didn’t hurt himself when he climbed over to the other side!” Benedict replied defensively.
The pause was just long enough for Benedict to realise he was in trouble.
“Is that supposed to impress me?”
