Aaron and I took a class last weekend on infant CPR and household safety, and therein learned all of the 1001 ways in which our house can kill our baby. In addition to being weepy and hormonal, I am now a paranoid wreck.
So here's one question: I went to turn our water heater down to a concientious 120 degrees, only to discover that our water heater has no degree markings on it. There's an obvious low and high, obtained by turning all the way to one way or the other, and a medium setting can thus be extrapolated, but where 120 degrees might be on this thing, I know not.
Secondly, we have a CO detector in the family room, since the afore-mentioned water heater is gas-powered, and resides in the laundry room, just off said family room. It is plugged in in the place where things are plugged in in houses, namely, an outlet low on the wall, about 8" or so off the floor. Man, if I were crawling around in there and saw this shiny box with buttons, I'd sure want to push them! The gadget is wall-mountable, but not only is it pretty unattractive (not something I want hanging in glory over the TV, for example), that still leaves a wire trailing down the wall, and a giant power adapter just begging to be yanked out of that attractively low wall socket. What's a paranoid baby-proofer to do??
(The family room, should you be wondering, has been chosen as the *easiest* room in the house to baby-proof, and will likely be the place I spend the most time during the day. So gating it off it not an option.)
So here's one question: I went to turn our water heater down to a concientious 120 degrees, only to discover that our water heater has no degree markings on it. There's an obvious low and high, obtained by turning all the way to one way or the other, and a medium setting can thus be extrapolated, but where 120 degrees might be on this thing, I know not.
Secondly, we have a CO detector in the family room, since the afore-mentioned water heater is gas-powered, and resides in the laundry room, just off said family room. It is plugged in in the place where things are plugged in in houses, namely, an outlet low on the wall, about 8" or so off the floor. Man, if I were crawling around in there and saw this shiny box with buttons, I'd sure want to push them! The gadget is wall-mountable, but not only is it pretty unattractive (not something I want hanging in glory over the TV, for example), that still leaves a wire trailing down the wall, and a giant power adapter just begging to be yanked out of that attractively low wall socket. What's a paranoid baby-proofer to do??
(The family room, should you be wondering, has been chosen as the *easiest* room in the house to baby-proof, and will likely be the place I spend the most time during the day. So gating it off it not an option.)
Dans la bibliothèque: Lost - Gregory Maguire
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