There is a small Houdini in the family, by the name of Nicholas. I am riding along in the car on the way back from a doctor's appointment. Both kids are in the second row of the van, Katie singing and talking to herself, Nicholas is making noise.
I stop at a red light as Nicholas says "Arm".
I respond, "What about your arm?" and turn around to look.
While strapped in his 5 point harness car seat, he has managed to pull his arm out of the sleeve of his shirt, and can't figure out how to get it back in. Mind you we are in a heated car, but it is only in the upper 30's outside.
He had also managed to place the sticker from the doctor's office carefully on the back of his head.
Of course, do I dare mention that he took both shoes and socks off on the way to the doctor....