There's a popular phrase on ESPN that goes, "you can't stop him; you can only hope to contain him." That explains why Mom and Dad brought out a circular playgate to put me in, just as I've gotten really good at crawling. Their reasoning is that this lets me crawl around a bit but keeps me from getting into any real trouble, and also gives them (or Babcia and Dido) a break from time to time. Okay, but mark my words: I will figure a way out of this thing!
Here's what happened the first time Dad put me in there (if you listen in the background, you can hear Mom explaining the plot of Little Mermaid to Julia):
Looks like we're in for quite a snowy weekend. Will I finally get to go sledding? Check back next week!
