the end of an era

Alert! Alert! This is an all points bulletin. All baby containment barriers have been breached. I repeat, all baby containment barriers have been breached. All units be on the lookout for escapee. Inmate in question is 2'7", 26lbs, with dark brown eyes, dark brown hair, and a faux-hawk. No tattoos or other identifiable markings. Suspect is believed to be traveling on foot in the vicinity of the north hallway and is considered extremely hungry. Further updates will be provided as they become available.

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Seriously, today marked the end of an era. Until today I could count on at least one solid hour of effecient work as the babe got his Elmo fix. Most days that's all the time I can count on as nap time has become sketchy of late. In the past he would happily sit in his walker and watch the show while I frantically returned emails and phone calls. Today he ignored Elmo completely and spent less than five minutes perfecting his escape plan. Turns out he can remove himself from the walker without even breaking a sweat. Awesome. I guess that can go in the attic. In an attempt to continue with my work plan we relocated to the office where we have a large play corral. He was happily playing. I was happily working. And then it happened. Out of nowhere there was a hand on my knee and peals of baby laughter as I levitated about six inches off of my chair. A sneak attack! Uncool. Somebody needs to teach this kid to play fair. Oh, right... that would be my job. So, not only can he escape the walker but he can also escape the play corral. Suck. Now I'm going to become even less productive. Guess that means I just have to stop working. You hear that honey? : )