Watch me squeeze my huge head through a 2″ opening.
By smashing my face against the mesh. Only hurts for a sec.
See, not so bad! Especially when you have a Superman onesie on.
I pretty much always escape unnoticed. I attribute it to my skill, but I think it might have more to do with birth order.
Toliet…now flushed…and flushed…and flushed again.
Erector set pieces…dangerous small parts. Second only to the toliet.
Costumes. OH, look…
A Mafia-style hat. Couldn’t be more perfect.
Inserting erector set pieces into sister’s dollhouse.
Hunting for end-of-crime-spree-snack in garbage.
All good things must come to an end.