Where oh where can my baby be?

As of late my baby is a baby no more. I find him more often than not digging through a drawer, climbing a shelf, or rummaging through a closet. In this case wedging his fingers into the pantry door just far enough to be able to slide it open, get in and shimmy his way across the small gap. He somehow moved the box of garbage bags out from under the shelf so he could climb up on the box to finally reach his ultimate goal...the fruit snacks...SWEET VICTORY!!

 

Do you see that smile on his face? Oh, you know what you did!