QUOTE(Elisabeth Hollow @ Oct 14 2013, 12:31 PM)

I walk into my apartment and go to turn on the lights(they're across the room) and it's really dark. Right before I turn the lights on, I hear, down low to me my left, "Hi, mama!"
I screamed.
My son had crawled out of his crib, over the baby gate, and was chilling in the living room lol
Who was supposed to be babysitting him? He could have got out of the apartment and been running the roads, I'd be shaking up that babysitter a bit.
QUOTE(Black Hand @ Oct 14 2013, 02:52 PM)

Sounds like Bat-Toddler got the drop on Mom-Man!!
(Referencing a story where when I was about four I climbed up a bookcase and hung over the doorway like a freakin' ninja and then proceeded to plop down upon my five-foot nothin' Mom's shoulders shouting: "I have you now, Mom-Man!!" in defiance of my bedtime. Screams and curses and full names with middle names included were called out in the seconds that followed.
What can I say, I've always been rebel. Plus that remains her favorite moment of my youthful rebellions to this day.)
OMG, a little 4 YO Black Hand! DAAAAAAAAW !!!!! How adorable!