Where's Max?

I find myself asking that question more and more often these days. True, sometimes we are playing peek-a-boo but more often than that, I turn around for a moment and Max is off like a rocket. Even though he can't crawl yet, he can scoot and roll very fast. Jordan would say he is in beast mode...take from that what you will.

So here's a normal conversation betwixt the adults:
Carl(chuckling): Ash, where's Max?
Ashley: Um, on his blanket?
Carl: Nope.
Ashley: Um...
Carl: By the front door, eating your running shoes.
Ashley: Sick.

Here's another option:
Ashley(sitting on the couch): Carl, why is Max fussing?
Carl(sitting on the floor): Huh? Oh! Max, what are you doing?
Ashley: ???
Carl: Max, get out from under the couch.
Max: Aaahhhh
Carl: Oh you're stuck.

Repeat this scene with a couple of variations all day long. Max cracks me up.