We've been working on sitting up and the playpen is a great place to do this because if Brooks falls over, it nice and cushy. Well, this morning he was all nice and propped up in the corner and he has this stuffed puppy that sings songs and stuff and I can hear it singing and talking and then all of a sudden, Nothing. It's silent. So I walk over - and this is what I find!
He's OUT! I wish I could have gotten a picture from the front, but the flash got him stirring so I used that opportunity to move him to his crib.
A special thanks to Aunt Jan for the most adorable authentic Oshkosh b'gosh overalls! I LOVE THEM!
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