Gray, not to be out done by Matts' sweetness and soccer playing, did something post worthy of his own. I was getting lunch ready while the boys were in the playroom. Matts was helping me and Gray was playing with blocks and harrassing Oakley. Once lunch was ready I went to go get Gray. He was NOWHERE! I looked all over and it was suspiciously silent. On a long shot I went upstairs, thinking there's no way (He's never even climbed one stair). Of course, I found him tearing apart Matts' closet. Who knew Gray was such a determined little acrobat ?
How I found him.
Who, Me?
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