I was making Nate's cake this morning, and left the kitchen to use the bathroom. I came back to hear Nate crying very softly. I couldn't find him. He crawled up under this table and was stuck. This was the first time he had every crawled up there. When he saw me again, he was very happy and very proud of himself. Stinker! It's his birthday, I'll let it slide. :)
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