last night, i sent p into his room to get his jammies - like i do every night. it usually takes him a minute or 2 to pick out the best ones (always ones that don't match), so i didn't think anything of it when i hadn't seen him for a couple minutes. well, i started to him whining and i went in to check on him. and i found him like this ... stuck in his jammie drawer:
he had climbed into the drawer and somehow pulled it slightly closed and couldn't get out.