Conner's trip

An e-mail from Pat from Nov. 5, 2007 (Conner had just turned 3):
Your son decided that he needed a little adventure trip today. On this trip he experienced new friends, obstacles, darkness and danger. He traveled under our bed.
The new friends that he met are the dust bunnies, and there were a whole colony. Bunnies multiply quickly even if they are dust bunnies. He found several golf balls and, a few pairs of winter gloves that belong to someone outside this house 'cause I have never seen them before.
He got to travel around all the forgotten shoes you and I have. I think I had 1 pair and you, of course, had 15. He obviously experienced darkness because I could hear his head hitting the box springs 10 or 15 times. No one said that he was going to be bright.
Finally he got to meet danger head on because somehow he got in a sitting position that only a yoga master could do and got stuck. His head was inside the box spring and he was very calmly yelling at the top of his lungs, " I AM STUCK DADDY, HELP ME NOW!"
I had to get under the bed and make sure that his head was not next to a spring or if he was already hurt. I am sure that I looked like the witch in the "Wizard of Oz."
After I got a picture of the situation underneath I lifted the bed up and he came out pretty easily. He then decreeded to all that "I not going to do that again."
In the words of the oldest child, Conner learned yet another life lesson. Time will tell if he has much of a long-term memory.