*there's playtime

Here is what it looks like at our house at playtime:

 

 "I know I'm not supposed to play on the laptop. 

But it's right here where I can reach it.

And don't I look so big and important?"

 One time I walked up to find that he was
accidentally saving a file with the title

"EEEErdferersfserserafeef"

 No, he didn't put himself in the corner. He realized he could

reach some of his birthday party decorations and entertained

himself for about 20 minutes with one piece of raffia.

 And here he is inserting blocks into a toy that wasn't meant to hold blocks.

 

See?

How did he get them all the way to the middle? 

I hope he also knows how to get them out of there.