A couple of days ago Mason crawled into his toy basket. He stood at the edge reaching for a toy that was just a tad behind his little grasping fingers, and I could see his mind working out a strategy. He pondered for a minute (as I ran for the camera!) and then dove on in. I snapped a picture as he went in and then another as he began to try to wriggle out--a moment before he started to wail for Mama to rescue him.
That was the only time he's done that because he must have figured out immediately afterward that walking around to the other side of the basket is a much faster (and more comfortable) way to snatch a distant toy.
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