Such busy little fingers

I don't know why we even have that large, expensive, noisy oxygen concentrator in our living room that we spend all day tripping over. Everytime I go in to get Jack up from a nap, or at night, or set him down for more than 3 seconds he manages to either yank his tubes off his face, or at the very least pull the canula out of his nose. It's his favorite game and the best way he knows to get mom and dads attention. Thank goodness his sats are still high enough that it's not an emergency without it or we'd be in real trouble. Little stinker.

What's a mom to do but take a picture of a cute tubeless face and tape it back on?

Ya, laugh it up, chuckles.