Apparently...

... it's time to "baby proof" the house! This afternoon I left the babies on their blanket while I went in to throw some clothes into the dryer (couple of minutes max!). I heard a little cough and became instantly worried for some reason (motherly intuition?). I ran into the family room and noticed that I didn't have ANY babies on the blanket, or even close to the blanket! Hmmm. Ella was at the wall picking at the swing legs and Evan was attacking my Pottery Barn Kids magazine. Yikes! I freaked out and grabbed him to check if any paper was in his mouth. Seriously. When did they decide it was time to venture off the blanket? My goodness, it scared me half to death. So it's obvious that they know how to get around without having to crawl.