Jail Break!

I was making cookies this morning so I blocked off the dining room side of the kitchen, wedging two chairs between the pack n plays and the tall trash can. The kids played fine on the dining side of the kitchen while I baked away. Until I realized the recipe I'd printed off was missing a few ingredients. I zipped over into the next room to the computer and 'round about the time I was finishing up writing down the missing ingredients (no more than about 90 seconds have gone by) I heard something behind me. It was ADDISON WALKING IN LOOKING FOR ME!!?!? I hadn't even heard the furniture move, but when we went back into the kitchen sure enough she'd quietly scooted the trash can forward just far enough to give her space to squeeze out. And then she started cruising through the kitchen, 'round the corner and down the hall, 'round another corner and into the front room. All without falling. She looked rather pleased with herself to have found me!

And where was Caden you ask? Stuck. Apparently there was only enough room for slim and trim Addison to squeeze past the chair, our little muscle man didn't quite fit and he was stuck there between the chair and the counter top just waiting for rescue.