The plan was supposed to be purrrrfect. The babysitter didn't noticed I had put milk in the rails so they wouldn't lock fully. I was innocent and nice all day so I didn't got mittens and stuff like this that would hamper my escape. I had muted the baby phone when no-one was looking. My plushies were on a look-out. It should have worked. Too bad the babysitter had forgotten his cell phone in my nursery and caught me in the act... "Hum... I just wanted to get my plushie over there a hug ? No need to speak of spankings..."
This picture is inspired by Welof's kid bed in Düsseldorf, which I get to sleep in when i'm there. It's a top bed with a ladder and an empty space under it (something like this http://www.bunkbeds-hq.com/images/maxtrix/ladder-angle... ). It's quite kiddish, but for me it has a problem. It's slightly too high for me to climb in it in one move and too low to make taking the ladder a comfortable choice. So I often joke going out of it is an escape attempt. I told Nelson about it and here it was he thought of it.
People know I'm a dreamer, two nights ago I had a huge dream. I dreamed I was organizing earth's defenses against an invasion of something (the dream never said what), and as such I was sending troops to portals all over the world. I send GIjoe, lego star wars, transformers, fairy tails and a bunch of others cartoons characters at each point to stop them. Dream ended when I led the last team to face the last portal, hoping none else would open.
