Yesterday afternoon, Bryce pushed his dump truck behind the couch and started squealing. I gave it a few seconds to see if he could resolve his problem, then checked on him. He had gotten himself stuck by climbing into the back of the dump truck - he couldn't climb out.
It was so super cute to find him like that, so I took him for a ride. I pushed him around the living room and up the hallway, where we made a stop to grab the camera. He was so happy to be taken for a ride in his dump truck!
ETA: Ugh, so embarrassed. Little did I know that if you blew these pictures up you'd see his very messy shirt (I don't really bother with bibs anymore, plus he's started feeding himself) and the mountain of laundry in the background. (Sigh...)
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