OK, so here's the deal. I am Harry Houdini, re-incarnate. I've been able to completely free myself from not only a swaddle, but a harness. My mom found me in my crib, at the bottom of my fancy wedge mattress for my acid reflux. She freaked out, needless to say, because I was just laying there, relaxing without a care in the world. She was nearly in tears and I thought it was hilarious! She's such a worry-wart, that lady. She just loves me way too much, and she's ok with it. So am I! My dad is the exact same way, so what the hell? I'm gonna swim in it...only time the world is gonna revolve around me, for real, right? :))
So, anyhow, now these jokers have me sleeping in this awesome sleeper, from the Anderson's, filled w/ a phat, comfy seat cushion (thanks mom & dad & target), so that I'm in complete heaven. The thing is, I just need a hands-free situation, you know? The pictures below will show you how I like to get my little phalanges out-and-about. I'm a mover and a shaker. A go'er and a do'er, you dig?
My dad thought it would be funny to take these photos of me squirming around, so everyone could see my skillz. I didn't know he was even in the room, at first, but when I heard the flash of the camera, I poured it on thick'er-LOL. You'll also crack up at the small fact that I LOOOOOVE my blanket to be over my face when I sleep. Enjoy! Love, Ben (Houdini) Hall
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