"Set me free, I'm innocent! I'm innocent, I tell you!"
Since no one seems to be responding to my repeated pleas, I've decided to take matters into my own hands and eat my way out of my crib. The wood tastes horrible and I'm getting splinters in my mouth, but its a small price to pay for freedom.
My early attempts:
Making progress:
Wednesday, January 23
It's a good thing I'm part beaver
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2 comments:
Visuals were definitely needed. WOW.
Holy Schmoly! Guess he's looking for a little more fiber in his diet. Is that crib organic?
Aunt Leanne
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