I was only in the other room for 30 seconds.
...and look what this little stinker did.
Me: Heart failure.
Yeah, I know I probably should have gotten him down before running for the camera, but I know how strong this little daredevil is, and that he was loving his new view.
Is this kid for real?
Yeah, he's behind the shade, alright.
A Peeping Andrew, if you will.
(Yes, Vanessa, he was looking over at your house.)
So I take this hysterical photo, lift him down, pull up the shade and remove the couch cushion, assuming he won't be able to get up there.
I was wrong.
Within another 30 seconds, he got right back up there. I could not believe how fast and easy it was for him.
Fear not. The window now has cardboard taped over it to prevent it from happening again.
...and once again, there go my chances for winning Mother of the Year.