Stuck

Tonight we had some friends over for dinner, so Isaac had some friends to keep him entertained. It was rather loud in our house for awhile but right after dinner Isaac had gone off on his own and I heard him talking, almost kind of fussing so I went looking for him. I went upstairs to see if he was in his bedroom but he wasn't there; I heard him talking but it was so muffled. So the next place I went was the bathroom upstairs, I thought maybe he was in the bathtub because he likes to play in there, but again while I went in there looking for him I heard him talking again but it was so muffled. So from upstairs I'm calling to Gary wondering if he knows where Isaac is and he doesn't know but again I hear Isaac crying for me but it was so muffled. So we finally figured out to check the downstairs bathroom. Most of the time we leave the door shut but with company over it was left open so Isaac had managed to go in there and close the door partly. Upon opening the door it was apparent why he was crying for help...he was stuck and couldn't get out!


After getting him out he explained to me what he was doing in his words..."poo poo."