Oh where oh where did my little one go?

Parker is lightening fast...sometimes that is a bit frightening. Like when he tries to climb things much too high for a little boy to climb, or when he decides to hide. He has disappeared on us more than once and stays hidden long enough for us to panic and then he usually giggles and gives his hiding spot away. It's been a while since he did a disappearing act, last week, I guess he thought it was about time for mom to have a heart attack. (let's not talk about the time he didn't giggle and instead remained hidden for a much too long time and I think I just may have had a small heart attack...or at least major panic attack. I was about ten seconds from dialing 911 when I finally spotted his foot sticking out of a pile of junk in the basement)

One minute, he was in the kitchen with me. Helping with dishes. Fully clothed.

The next, he was gone.

I had everyone going in a different direction to find him. He favors the basement so I sent two children down there to look while everyone else walked around the main parts of the house. I just happened to have the camera in my hand because I had just taken the above picture of him and had turned to take a few of one of the other kids. We were calling his name and looking for him. As I came around the corner, I heard him giggle and then start making a growling noise. The growl made it pretty easy to discover he was now in Rock's bed (the middle bunk) sans his clothing and sporting the most adorable, but ferocious tiger face I've ever seen...