Brandon: Monkey in a Cage

[ellyssian]

So I was sitting here browsing around, Rachel was watching Thumbalina, Deb and Justin were upstairs cleaning his room, when, all of a sudden, Brandon was quiet.

For those of you who've met Brandon, or other almost-two-year-olds, you know that's not a Good Sign.

Then, Rachel and I hear a kind of whimpering complaint.

Turns out Brandon tried to play sneak-thief and break and enter into Justin's school area, by crawling under the heavy chair left out to block him from just such an endeavor.

See, the left and right rungs of this chair - all made of 1.5" thick wood beams - are a bit higher than the front and back ones. So he went in one side, and, folded in half, he found the other side blocked by a tote. The front and back were too low to squeeze out of.

I asked if he was a monkey stuck in a cage, and he said yes. I asked if he wanted me to get him out, and he wasn't quite ready for that. He tried a couple of exit attempts, but it wasn't until he saw his nug-nug outside his little cage that he acknowledged he needed my help.

I spun him around, facing the way he came in, and he squeezed out, with very little further help from me.

I went to tell Deb, and it turns out he's been doing this all week...