out foxed

He beat me at me own game today.

We were up in his room playing toys. I had put a few rattles in front of him but just out of his reach to try and coax him into stretching out for them. (This is always a good tactic to get in some unforeseen tummy time.) So he leans over and instead of reaching for the toys as I expected, he grabbed a fistful of the blanket we were sitting on. Hmmmm-this is new... Well, once he had that blanket in hand it was all over. He gave it a quick tug and before I knew what was about to happen he pulled the whole thing right over to himself dragging the toys along with it!

He grabbed the rattle matter of factly and looked up at me with this huge smile on his face. And the look in his eyes told the story. Totally out foxed and he knew it!