This morning I as I ate my breakfast, I looked and found Ronan in the position below. I watched him, not sure if he was trying to go further under the chair or if he had just scooted himself under it without realizing where he was going. Turns out there was a toy in there that he wanted.
Trying to figure out how to fit his noggin in there:
Almost got it!
It's too hard Mama!! I'm getting really frustrated!!
Giving up to defeat . . .
Finally Mama helped him out and gave him the toy he was after. Now he's trying to figure out if it's edible . . .