zach, the escape artist

He spots the unattended door and rushes over.

It's opening...no one has stopped me...

Look at that excitement on his face. He thinks he's going to get away with something.

Peek out into the hall. Make sure it's not a trick of some sort.

Begin to sneak out into the hall. She still hasn't stopped me, that silly mom.

Going, going, almost there...

gone!

Once he gets out there, he likes to peek back in occasionally and giggle or squeal--if he has an audience.

This may be his favorite game.

When he's done playing peek-a-boo, he races down the hall at top speed.

Zach learned to escape from the apartment ages ago, but I never had pictures until just the past few days. He is quite proud of his escaping abilities, and I am quite annoyed with them. I have had to chase him down the hall more than a few times and always in my pajamas. Fortunately, even when he escapes our apartment, there is no way for him to get off of our floor as the doors at all of the exits are too heavy for him to open.