Only a boy...

Sorry about the underwear shot (oh, but don't let that mislead you...he's nowhere near being potty trained, we just tried one day), but this is a funny story. My mom and I are in the kitchen (which is to the right) canning peaches and I look over and see Spencer with his head in the jumper seat with his feet on the floor and he keeps jumping up and down and trying to walk his feet up the legs of the jumper. I watch him for several minutes and he is being very persistent! I finally ask him what he is doing and he said, "I'm trying to get my face in the hole, Mom." Eventually he was able to get his head completely in the seat and both legs in the air. I think his goal was to get his entire head through the hole, but thank goodness it wouldn't fit. Could you imagine trying to get him back out? No, thanks.

Then, that night, after the kids have gone to bed, Austin goes into Spencer & Jack's room to lay Jack down. He looks around and doesn't see Spencer in his bed, where he is supposed to be. After some searching, he finds him and then calls me up to show me.

He had fallen asleep under the bed, clear back by the wall. It really is a good thing that it wasn't me trying to find him because I think I would have gone straight to panic mode, considering it had only been a couple of days since our "scary stranger incident".

Then, this is how I find Spencer, the very next day. Apparently, he had used so much energy making this huge mess that he just couldn't function any longer. Oh, and yes, this was before the big toy haul to the dungeon.