Shortly after lunch on Saturday (this should explain why David is shirt-less in these pictures because eating is a full contact sport!) the boys entertained themselves with their daddy's lunch box. Our eldest was giggling and yelling to Paul that he was stuck and needed his Daddy to get him free. This is how Paul found him.
Paul laughed, grabbed him by his waist and flew him around upside-down while Gabriel prostested loudly to be put back down - in the lunch box. David apparently did not like seeing his big "bubba" stuck in the lunch box (again) so he took it upon himself to "rescue" his bubba over and over and ....
In the end they had a great time, no one got hurt, and ended up fighting over who got to stick their head in the lunch box next!
