I'm still amazed that folks who live in teeny New York City apartments manage to have children. Admittedly, the actual making of the baby doesn't take all that much space but it has got to be a challenge to figure out where to put them once they arrive.
And then there are all of the other logistical challenges, not limited to the one faced by writer Keith Dixon. Dixon's wee infant is a light sleeper and her bedroom (or, crib nook, really) is right next to the kitchen. Every thud and clang during the dinner-making process woke the baby.
Rather than throw in the towel, Dixon changed his plan of attack. In with a mis-en-place, out with metal utensils. So far, the changes seem to be working. But what isn't working -- for me, anyway -- is the drubbing Dixon is taking in the comments section. Like this one, from "Nancy:" "Why the need to cater to your baby in this way? Your baby should adapt to your lifestyle, not the other way around."
It must just be a laugh riot at Nancy's house, especially since there can't possibly be any children in it.
Photo credt: Francesco Tonelli for The New York Times
