The Gentleman Goes On A Rampage

It was nap time. He escaped. He destroyed. He climbed back into his crib and took a nap. When I retrieved him a couple of hours later, I was greeted by bedlam and chaos.

Upon his return to his bed, he emptied out the entire contents of a package of wipes to cuddle with during his rest.

Please be aware that I am a tidy person; his room does not normally look like this.

I should probably also mention that he cranked his space heater up to "African Desert" during his little escapade. I don't see myself enjoying this phase.