So...it's mid afternoon and Wyatt is eager to go to the pool.
"Can I wake up Colty?" he asks.
I send him upstairs. A few minutes later he yells, "He's not in my bed or his bed."
"Did you check Mommy's room, or Zane's room?" I ask.
Silence. "He's not in there."
I'm not really panicked, because the baby gate is up and all of the doors appear to be locked and closed. But I enlist Joe's help.
The three of us are in full on search mode.
Joe and Wyatt find him. He has shut himself inside the baby's closet. The light is on, the door is closed and he is asleep face down on the floor."
That boy never fails to amaze me.
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