Yesterday I felt miserable thanks to an opportunistic bug piggybacking on last week’s dental surgery. I had to go to the periodontist to make sure nothing was wrong with my surgery site and to get a new prescription for antibiotics.
When the little kids got home from preschool, I put Elizabeth in for a nap and confined Campbell to his room for some “quiet time.” Then I collapsed on the sofa and dozed off for a few minutes.
I woke up to the sound of lots of loud bumps from Campbell’s room, followed pretty quickly by screaming. I went in to investigate and found this pitiful sight.
Notice his little toes poking out the bottom.
He was completely stuck, like a baby in a well. Bad mom that I am, I ran for my camera and took pictures before freeing him. Knittergran worried that Campbell would hold a grudge for taking pictures, but I assured her that I had given him a cookie and that all was forgiven.
And Campbell being Campbell, I caught him in the act of trying to climb back in the box about an hour later.