No prison can hold me; no hand or leg irons or steel locks can shackle me. No ropes or chains can keep me from my freedom. – Harry Houdini
While we dressed to go out, Jackpot nearly stood in his crib. Uh oh #1.
The next morning, he overturned his “rocket car/submarine/box.” Uh oh #2.
We’re in trouble folks, this kid is going to RUN.
