Try to picture this in your mind because I have no photo evidence...
Anna Claire is already in her crib for nap time. Mallory is in the glider/rocker looking at a book. I turn my back for one second to put the wipes back on the dresser. When I turn back around to get Mallory she is not in the glider anymore.
After a split second of utter confusion, I spot her feet sticking up out of the laundry hamper. I realize she has somehow taken a nosedive from the glider into the laundry hamper (which sit side-by-side in a cramped corner of the nursery) and rush over to her, expecting her to start screaming her head off any second. I grab her by the feet, yank her out, and maneuver her, upside down, back into the glider.
She is laughing; so is Anna Claire. By this time, so am I.
Have I already mentioned that these girls are wearing me out? I love it!