Daredevil

I put the little stinker down for his nap today, handed him a car and went on my way. I was downstairs cutting onions when I heard Ethan start to cry. I figured he just didn't want to sleep. If he was still crying by the time I got done I'd go up there. Well by the time I was done, he was hysterical. Imagine my surprise when I walked in and saw this. He had gotten up, but couldn't get down.


And being the wonderful mother that I am, I quickly saved my precious angel from that dangerous situation. Nope, grabbed my phone, turned on the light and snapped a picture. I figure he's lucky I didn't run downstairs for the Nikon. =)

I think he must of been after the other car I sat on top of the dresser (he has it in his hand in the picture). I've seen him stretch from his bed to the dresser before to get his cup, but never get on top. That would've been interesting to see.

Never a dull day with this kid. I see stitches or something getting broken in his future.