How cool am I? I just found a way to climb out of my pack-n-play while Mom was in her bathroom doing laundry. I was supposed to be watching Yo Gabba Gabba...but frankly, that show is dang weird and I'm not subjecting myself to that nonsense. So I decided to make a break for it. Unbeknownst to Mom, I climbed out...and meandered throughout the house for a minute, before walking up to my Mom while she was doing laundry. I was like, "What's up?" all nonchalant-like, but my smile breaking through my smooth Mr.Cool expression gave me away...I was very proud of myself as my Mom cried out "Where did you come from???!!!" She's shocked that she will actually have to baby proof the house now (and very relieved I didn't decide to try climbing the stairs by myself!) As punishment, she put me to work. She made me load the washer with my dirty clothes to keep me busy while she finished the load. Then I had to load the basket with my dirty clothes on the floor. It was fun and I didn't mind the punishment! I'll be Mommy's little helper if it means I can be free of that dumb playpen!
3 comments:
First of all, Rebecca, you are a marvelous writer! I hope you are able to print all of your postings on this blog, because they would make a wonderful book, if not to publish, at least to keep forever. I don't know how you print these things, but they definitely should be printed!
Secondly, your little escape artist will REALLY be a handfull now, as if he wasn't already! Can you put a gate at the bottom of the stairs?? Good luck!
Heston, I think that you ability to escape from your cage must have freaked your mother out so much, she hasn't written since! Tell her you'll be good, and maybe she'll write some more. Love you!
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