As a laid-back, somewhat free-range parent, I often find myself rolling my eyes at helicopter mamas. But, this whole baby proofing idea? Yeah, you should probably get around to that sooner rather than later. Otherwise, you'll spend every waking second prying your baby's chubby, determined fingers off of harsh chemicals and sharp objects. I've never done any official baby proofing, other than those plastic guards for outlets. I've just always kept important shit up high and dispensable shit down low. Not the best system. And, logically, things like bleach and dishwasher tablets and other general baby-killing substances need to be stored under the sink.
I always assumed baby proofing was about protecting the baby. I didn't realize it was also about decreasing my personal irritation levels. Go out and buy a kit, mamas. The whole shebang. Baby gates. Faucet covers. Cord shorteners. Furniture corner cushions. Stove knob covers. Drawer locks. Cabinet locks. Toilet seat locks. Because it's all utterly brilliant (I assume. I haven't baby proofed yet.)