
Apparently he is a homebody as evidenced by the fact that he runs and hides whenever I tell him it is time to go out. If it's time to pick up Sarah from school, he hides behind the curtains. If it's time to run errands, he climbs under the table. If it's time to go to church, he squeezes into the toy kitchen oven. He always seems so shocked when I inevitably find him, force his coat on, and drag him out anyway. I love how he thinks that if he can't see me, I can't see him.
3 comments:
Heaven knows I have tried to hide in the oven to get out of church a few times as well. Must be hereditary.
You too? I remember trying to hide in the dryer a few times. Never worked. Plus if Mark found me in there he probably would have turned it on to see what would happen.
Are you sure he isn't trying to hide his awful haircut?
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