No June Cleaver here

Today is the first day since Melodie was born that I feel like I have been able to get up and do something productive. I woke up this morning and called Adam Fogg to try and get Lodie in for an appointment, I called a woman from church that Ryan and I are having dinner with tonight, I started some laundry, folded Lodie's laundry and endeavored to make a double batch of chocolate chip cookies. Lodie was chillin' in her bouncy seat and things were going surprisingly well when I went to grab the flour/baking soda/salt mixture to mix in. That's when an undetermined amount fell on the floor. I fought tears, telling myself that it really was "no big deal" and that I could make a new mix, when I figured I would just measure out the remainder and guestamate how much to re-add to the flour. The cookies turned out fine, and Lodie slept through the whole thing. I know you can "baby-proof" a house, I just want to know if if you can "mom-proof" one.