Monster accidentally fell into an open box today. And when I say accidentally, what I really mean is that he walked into me and fell over – and the box just happened to be perfectly placed to catch him.
Hysterically Sadly, I didn’t initially realize that Monster had fallen into the box. I was preoccupied with looking at Facebook (sorry Monster), and he walked into me from behind. He wasn’t too upset about it at first, he just kept kicking my legs, which I thought was odd and that’s what caused me to look to see what he was doing.
I couldn’t stop laughing and had to take a picture. By this point Monster was not amused that I was not immediately helping him out of the box. Sorry kid, you’re just too funny sometimes!
And in case you’re starting to worry about Monster’s well being while I’m watching him, P was home when this happened. He happened to be busy sleeping on the couch though and missed the whole incidence. Even Monster’s pleas for help while I was busy taking his picture were not enough to rouse P, who was sleeping a few feet away from the aforementioned box. 😉