Getting Mama's Attention

I receive a very clear message from John when I've been spending too much time doing computer work at my desk instead of interacting with him or even letting him participate in my household chores. These three photos were taken Tuesday at 6:58 p.m., 7:14 p.m., and and 7:31 p.m.

In the first photo, John began crying piteously and seemed to be stuck under the chair. I helped him out and went back to my desk. A few seconds later, the crying began again and I turned to find John "stuck." I stood over him and arched my eyebrow skeptically, to which he burst out laughing.
Then my dinner was ready and John was playing quietly by myself. I thought, "Oh great, I'm just going to let him be and eat my dinner in peace for once." After five whole minutes of peace, I turned to the totally silent John to find that he is now tall enough to reach my box of Kleenex and had emptied most of it.
As I was washing dishes, I heard scared weeping. John had been hiding under his afghan, but got his fingers tangled in the holes of the blanket and couldn't figure out how to get them out.
This photo was taken the next day: John has had a heighth spurt since Christmas so his feet now reach the floor when sitting in his red car (thanks, Grandpa!). He has not yet figured out how to drive forward, but he can drive backward. Sometimes he is even brave enough to stand up on the seat of the book, which for this little non-climber is very adventurous.