This morning, we tried to get J to have his usual nap. This usually works, despite the fact that, in his crib, he can play with toys that wouldn't fit in the bassinet. He started playing with his toys, and then suddenly started to cry. When we went to find out what was wrong, this was what we found.
Yes, that is right. He had somehow managed to handcuff his arms together with the little plastic toys that maple mom2 gave him when he was first born. What a silly fellow!
We rescued him, but it soon became apparent that he was not going to have his morning nap. We waited. We tried to put him down for his afternoon nap, but he was again very interested in playing, and he really didn't want to sleep at all. So we gave up and took him to Ikea with va1kyrie, her parents and the girls, theatre mommy and daughter A, and Linda. A fine time was had by all. As a highpoint, we got to put J and A together into one of those big baskets of balls.
Don't they look sweet in their blueberry basket?