Places I've Found Oren: Part VI

This is the best because he loves getting up here and turning on the water all by himself.
The problem with that is (besides the obvious) he can only reach the hot water knob!

Let me climb up on this cat apparatus and while I'm up here, I'll just go ahead and pick pocket this purse.

Don't worry, that's not a bag made of bubble wrap, it's just a sheet, so it's fine!

We moved the hermit crabs up a shelf to keep him from harassing them after we found one in the middle of our stairs one night.

We're gonna need a plan B.

p.s. he also ate an entire handful of hermit crab bedding the other day. just as an fyi, because wow oren, just wow.

Part I

Part II

Part III

Part IV

Part V

Places I've Found Oren: Part V

 

you eat soup with your hands too, right?

and who needs toys when you can unroll an entire box of trashbags?

or pull up a chair and play in the dirty dishes...

or do whatever this is.

while your brother is in superhero class, you can always escape with toys and

 candy in to the hall lobby and take them all swimming in the water fountain.



art is a fun pastime.

but not as much fun as breaking in to the pantry

and emptying boxes of noodles on to the floor.

and when your mom finds you squeezing toothpaste in to

the sink so she hides all the laundry baskets from you?...

improvise.

Places I've Found Oren: Part IV

Just when I thought, surely he must be running out of ways to surprise me...

I give you part four. 

(and ((sadly)) I swear on our repugnant yet indispensable health 

insurance policy that none of these photos were staged)

 off.

on.

these last three were all in the same day. 

yeah.

napping in normal places.

the paper he was supposed to be drawing on 

discarded like the unwanted piece of trash that it is.

safe!

and so. well...

still no stitches?!

Places I've Found Oren: Part III

I had my wisdom teeth removed Friday. It wasn't too terribly bad and I'm already feeling a lot better after a few days of rest and recovery. That being said, it still made for a pretty boring/uneventful weekend. Instead of pictures of me napping, icing my face and popping vicodin all weekend long I thought I'd share the third installment of "Places I've Found Oren." I know it's hard to believe but I swear on my Minnie Driver jawline that these photos are in no way staged. That's just true life with O'Henry. 

 

this would be oren stuck behind a sofa

 i heard him pull the drum off the stand, went in wes's room and found this.

that's totally normal, right?

 we pull the chairs out so he can't use them to get up on the table.

i think this is worse.

 saw him mount the toy box. removed him. explained why it was not safe.

turned back to finish task.

 1 minute later.

 approximately 5:30am

 at my office. saw him try to mount this table via this chair. I removed him.
explained why it was not safe. turned back to finish task.

 1 minute later.

 why use the door when this way is so much more fun?

mom's house

mom's house again

aaaaaand mom's house

still  mom's house

And you know it's bad when the babysitter gets in on it. She sent this to me the other other day explaining she found him here after he wandered in to her kitchen alone for less than two minutes while she was in the middle of changing another baby's diaper. He apparently mounted a chair, climbed on to the table and helped himself to a fist full of salsa.

She also sent me this one when he figured out how to get himself in to the 6 month old's jumper.

And the winner for best photo not taken...

Lori told me that the other day she ran in to the bathroom to pee while the kids were all playing nicely together on the floor. She's comes out to find that Oren had climbed up on to her piano bench, up on to the keys of the piano and then somehow hoisted himself on to the very top of her upright piano. She found him just sitting up there surveying the kids below.

After she recovered from her mini heart attack, she moved the piano bench to the other side of the room to prevent it from happening again, obviously.

A little later in the day she spotted him pushing the bench back across the room in an attempt to do it again.

The piano bench has now been removed from the room.

Part II

Part I

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and because I love you all soooo very much and apparently also have no shame or sense of self consciousness here's a special bonus photo of me I found on my phone while downloading all these pictures of Oren. This is me on the drive home Friday after surgery and I have absolutely no recollection of taking it.

awesome.



Places I've Found Oren: Part II

Hello, dear readers! You may remember a little post I did few weeks back consisting of some pictures I'd snapped here and there showcasing Oren in some of the more precarious situations he finds himself in on a daily basis. Since that post a few of my family members have joined in the fun and have been taking and sending me pictures of our little daredevil when they catch him with his "spirited" side on full display. I put them together here with a few more of my own. I have a feeling this is only part II of a much longer and regrettably ongoing series.  We are so screwed.