“1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10…..ready or not, here I come!!” After two hours of searching the house, the family called 911 trying to find out where little Jimmy could’ve gone. This is also the same family that hides Easter eggs and notices a foul stench in early June with those four missing hard-boiled eggs still running amuck against the air conditioning unit outside.
My 3 year old granddaughter fell asleep at the diningroom table, just like this little guy, except her mom, her aunt and I went on an extensive hunt throughout the house, looking in all my granddaughters favorite hiding spots. It wasn’t until I caught a glimpse of pink at the back and under the table cloth that the search was off.
Graycee slept there for another 2 hours as she was comfy and complained when we tried to move her.
My mom has taken pictures of me sleeping off good days and special occasions, from random naps 5 year olds take, me on the Sunday after senior prom and as recently as my last trip home (I’m a college grad and live 800 miles from home). I have been told they will all be appearing at my wedding.
Yes, the hand check aspect is the awkward aspect. Otherwise the picture is fantastic. Actually not “otherwise.” The picture is fantastic, and his siblings/cousins/whoever razzed him about his hands.
Actually I did that as a kid too. That’s pretty comfy. My parents called the police because they thought I was missing. The state troopers, local police the newspaper my dad worked for and various neighbors showed up. A trooper and my mom both pulled chairs out to sit and take a description only to find the chairs wouldn’t move. I fell asleep on the chairs waiting for dinner. No one thought to look under the table before calling the police. Awkward……
I used to do this….our kitchen table had benches, not chairs and I remember telling my mom that the bench was more comfortable than my bed…. It must just feel like a very safe place, under the kitchen table.
The stains, the particleboard table bottom, and the folding chairs all indicate maybe late 50′s or early 60′s. I wish we could see the details on those PJs to recognize whatever pop phenomenon is involved, here.
Is that a vinyl seat? His little face is probably stuck to the seat. You’d think waking up suddenly would really hurt. And then there is the potential for the head smack on the table top. Oh, the suspense…what happened when he woke up?
Oh yeah…..the suspense is great! Little sister should sneak up and startle him awake. Is there something besides his ear on the side of his head? I love the circa 1962 kitchen….memories…
This is actually cute! I realize that this is at home, but who hasn’t done this at least once as a child, especially at some family event, like a wedding
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heck, I still do this in the board room during lunch hour *lol*
Yeah, and the chairs are more comfortable!
I don’t see the “precious” or “adorable” as much as I see “pretty flippin’ spooky”.
He is going to make sure he gets the free toy out of the cereal box! First to the table, first to the toy.
AH ISN’T THAT THE SWEETEST THING, I AM WONDERING IF THEY FORGOT ABOUT HIM BEING UNDER THE TABLE
I remember doing this when I was little. it wasn’t all that uncomfortable. cushions on the chairs and all it was kind of cozy.
Wow! I thought I would laugh through some photos, but when you see one from your family, it’s no longer funny…
Thank you Mike for sharing this with the rest of the world.
“1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10…..ready or not, here I come!!” After two hours of searching the house, the family called 911 trying to find out where little Jimmy could’ve gone. This is also the same family that hides Easter eggs and notices a foul stench in early June with those four missing hard-boiled eggs still running amuck against the air conditioning unit outside.
My 3 year old granddaughter fell asleep at the diningroom table, just like this little guy, except her mom, her aunt and I went on an extensive hunt throughout the house, looking in all my granddaughters favorite hiding spots. It wasn’t until I caught a glimpse of pink at the back and under the table cloth that the search was off.
Graycee slept there for another 2 hours as she was comfy and complained when we tried to move her.
My mom has taken pictures of me sleeping off good days and special occasions, from random naps 5 year olds take, me on the Sunday after senior prom and as recently as my last trip home (I’m a college grad and live 800 miles from home). I have been told they will all be appearing at my wedding.
Poor kid, get him a Serta!
I think he’s waiting on the serving spoons at Marnie’s house.
Not awkward. Adorable.
Standard cold war procedure.
Yes, the hand check aspect is the awkward aspect. Otherwise the picture is fantastic. Actually not “otherwise.” The picture is fantastic, and his siblings/cousins/whoever razzed him about his hands.
Hell, I still do this.
Actually I did that as a kid too. That’s pretty comfy. My parents called the police because they thought I was missing. The state troopers, local police the newspaper my dad worked for and various neighbors showed up. A trooper and my mom both pulled chairs out to sit and take a description only to find the chairs wouldn’t move. I fell asleep on the chairs waiting for dinner. No one thought to look under the table before calling the police. Awkward……
Soooo adorable!
He’s just playing the classic game “hide-and-sleep”
There are days when this could be me under my desk at work…
under the table and dreaming—isnt that a dave matthews album?
“Dave Matthews: The Early Years”
This is precious!
haha, can’t find me here
Boy when jr say’s he can drink you under a table.
Back in day, Atomic bomb threats took a lot of energy out of children.
At least when you were under a table, you knew you were safe.
Visions of compound bows and hand check were posted too close together for comfort.
I did this too! I would use the dining room table chairs too.
“While visions of compound bows danced in his head”
What no compound bow???!!!!
I used to do this….our kitchen table had benches, not chairs and I remember telling my mom that the bench was more comfortable than my bed…. It must just feel like a very safe place, under the kitchen table.
I used to do this too!!! Like my own little fort under there.
That kid doesn’t look real!? ….
That’s what I thought. I think he may be dead.
My grandmother had those exact chairs.
What a cutie!
So cute!!
I love him!
Hide and Seek, the other perspective.
Brings memories of family gatherings, where we older cousins were told to tolerate and entertain the younger ones.
“Hey you guys! Let’s play hide and seek – big kids against the little kids”
They’d go off to hide, and we’d go off somewhere else………
hand check!
yikes!
He looks like a mannequin for GAP Kids or possibly a young crash test dummy!
This kid, apparently, takes after Grandma in the ‘Head of the Family’ picture.
this kid rocks
The stains, the particleboard table bottom, and the folding chairs all indicate maybe late 50′s or early 60′s. I wish we could see the details on those PJs to recognize whatever pop phenomenon is involved, here.
I’m pretty sure they are football helmets.
They are either helmets or robots.In the old days we had lives and imagination and didn’t
need pop phenoms.Also had real singers so didn’t need pop .
I thought it was a hamburger. Maybe I’m just hungry…
Also we had Aliens and Looney Tunes and ELECTRIC HUMMING FOOTBALL GAMES sigh…
Yeah–check that Oldmobile-sized refrigerator in the background–gotta be 50′s-60′s
I was so thankful to not see gum stuck underneath the tabletop…thought for SURE there’d be at least one piece…
I think this pic is very cute. The only thing awkward is the staining on the edges. Acid-free photo albums are a blessing.
Is that a vinyl seat? His little face is probably stuck to the seat. You’d think waking up suddenly would really hurt. And then there is the potential for the head smack on the table top. Oh, the suspense…what happened when he woke up?
Oh yeah…..the suspense is great! Little sister should sneak up and startle him awake. Is there something besides his ear on the side of his head? I love the circa 1962 kitchen….memories…
In the next, yet to be disclosed photo, we see the gruesome results of Grandma deciding to have a seat in the kitchen to enjoy her afternoon tea.
Why, thank you for that rather graphic image that’s gonna haunt me in my sleep.
Nothing like laying your head down where one’s butt usually goes!
Mom threaten Johnny that he could leave the table to go to bed, until AFTER he finished his peas….
Little johnny got them.. who needs a bed? Johnny not only got a great night sleep, but he never ate his peas!!
*couldnt**
As Opie Taylor said “That’s adventure sleepin’”.
LOL!
I was reading my way down to say Opie begged for this on an ironing board.Must be fun
This is actually cute! I realize that this is at home, but who hasn’t done this at least once as a child, especially at some family event, like a wedding
I did this – and the trick was, I had three boys at the time, ALL under table in adjoining chairs! Now, THAT’s choreography!!
Agreed! As a child, I used to pass out beside bowls of cereal all the time.
What did your parents put in the cereal?
Lol! that’s adorable!
I’ve done this as a kid!! So comfy!
Now that little Jack is tucked into bed, let’s let the party begin.
new kind of uncomfortable
No one came seeking the hiding tot.