Can't run, can't hide.

Uh-oh.



The Pen.

A Playpen.

But still a pen.

I'm doomed.

At least until I can figure out how to climb out of this thing.

But as long as they put in lots and lots of toys in there, I'm quite content to play quietly. Just change them every 30 minutes or so. Please?




In other news, I've been sleeping quite well for the last few nights without those Ahmad Albab routines. Go me!

I wonder. What if they had Dentinox drops in those days? Hee, they'd have to call the baby Ahmad Dentinox instead! BWAHAHAHAHA!!!!