I'm fascinating, apparently

1. Friday my son managed to get his foot trapped between the slats of our small garden bridge. There is no point to this bridge. It is of the previous owner era and we left it due to the love The Things have for it. Son was fine. Just stuck. I tried to maneuver it out with no joy. Thing 2 gave her 2 cents, which mostly consisted of 'let me stick my face where it would be most unhelpful.' At one point it looked like Thing 1 was going to be there for a good half hour. Upon hearing...