We get home from the pedi appointment. I hear Diane (Nana) laughing hysterically. Apparently she saw Oscar sitting in the middle of the room with a gift bag handle around his neck (not tightly, actually quite loosely) but with half of the gift bag still attached! It was hilarious!
Apparently he got into the bag, put his head through the handle loop, tried to get out, ripped the bag in half, and then was stuck with it around his neck until we got home! He really got himself in a doozie!!
Why are you people laughing at me?
Really, it's not that funny.
Can you just stop laughing and get this thing off of me?
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