This morning I was in the laundry room when I heard "elp me! elp me!" I went into the room Wes was playing in to find him not there anymore. I thought it was odd since I just heard him so I continued to search the basement. No Weston. I ran upstairs calling his name, beginning to be a little worried that something fell on him or he was tangled up in something. After not finding him upstairs I ran back to the same room and heard a muffled "elp me" and realized it was coming from his little toybox. I opened it to find this!
Poor little guy climbed in there, shut the door, and couldn't get it back open. He was laughing/crying at the same time. I think he thought he was funny but that it really scared him too.
I don't think he'll be climbing in there again...or maybe he will. Next time I'll know where to look!
3 comments:
Oh that is sad and funny at the same time! Glad you found him!
It is so scary when your kiddo just disappears in the house. Glad he is safe and well.
Poor little guy, we're so glad that you found him.
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