Mikey was crying from SOMEWHERE this morning and we were scouring the house looking for him.
Everywhere....under the beds, out in the garage, until we were REALLY getting worried.
He had climbed into the drawer we keep kitchen towels in. And someone closed it.
Out he popped. The little devil. Now I have to wash all of the towels.
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It is better to laugh than to cry.
Last edited by graciegirl; 12-19-2013 at 02:12 PM.
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