Have Boots, Will Travel

This morning Curtis woke up, saw the snow (approx. 7 inches worth) and decided it would be a perfect time to try out his new boots.

He promptly escaped, pajamas and all, out the back door.

I am not only holding a camera...I am also trying to warn him.

Ahhh...too late. the two-foot terrace was abruptly discovered by a stunned little boy.

Now, why is it they never listen to me? I am usually right, you know.