This past weekend we decided to clean up the downstairs of the house. We cleaned out all the soap business stuff from Ezra’s room, moved the bookcase against the other wall in his room so he could use the cubby holes for his tpys and books, and we went to Ikea to look at toddler beds. We decided against a bed for now and we are just having Ezra sleep on his mattress on the floor. When we got home from shopping we decided to put him down for a nap, and Jesse just took the mattress out and put it on the floor but we didn’t take out the crib or dismantle it. Ezra was VERY excited with the new setup.
Watching tv, I thought I heard something from Ez’s room so I paused the show. Ezra was screaming! I ran downstairs, thinking that he had probably been messing around with the crib and gotten a foot stuck in the mesh slats. I only *wish* that’s what happened. I opened the door and found Ezra on the floor with the dresser bureau laying on top of him. It’s an Ikea dresser so it’s not super heavy, but it was completely full. So he was trapped under the dresser and somehow his hand was smooshed UNDER the very bottom drawer, between the drawer and the bureau bottom. I got his hand out, complete with bruised, scraped fingers, shoved the dresser back up, replaced a drawer that had fallen out. In the meantime Jesse had run downstairs as well and was soothing Ezra who was completely freaked out. I felt so bad! We had meant to secure the dresser and the bookcase both to the wall but wasn’t able to find the brackets at that time. You can be sure that once Ezra was situated upstairs with some ice on his fingers that Jesse found the brackets right quick and now everything is secure in Ezra’s room.
For the rest of the night Ez would show people “mah finger, mah finger”. Luckily nothing was broken and he doesn’t seem to have any internal injuries.
We decided to put off butchering our growout kits. We were going to process them, but Jesse and I both came down with colds, and there was yard work and shopping and it just didn’t get done. Then I decided that maybe I would try to sell a couple of the rabbits as breeders. If we can sell a couple from each litter, that would definitely help offset the cost of raising the others.
Jesse finished putting up the first half of the new chicken enclosure. The girls aren’t happy they don’t have the whole yard to roam, but it’s a good amount of space and eventually we’ll put in more fencing and double the run. Our new chickens inside the house look like they are doing well. We basically spend no time with them at all, not handling them or anything, but who has the time? And really, as long as they are maliciously pecking at us or Ezra, I don’t need them to be too docile.
We’re planning out where we want the garden rows to go. Well, Jesse is planning them and I just nod amiably.