The other day Zman screamed from upstairs, "Mom, we need your help and hurry!"
I ran upstairs and saw this. Yes, this is Funny Man I with his head in the Dora oven. His head was stuck in between two shelves. It was difficult not to break out in laughter. Okay, I laughed out loud even when he started to get worried. He really got mad when I took the photo!!
After we had the "Don't panic" discussion, he was able to wriggle out. He gave me some lame excuse about "looking" for plates. Really? You couldn't just open the OTHER door to look? Really?