He's Probably Going to Kill Me

Christian will not be very pleased that I posted this, but it was so hilarious I couldn't resist. Besides, he loves me, so I'm not too worried. 

The other day I was upstairs putting the kids to bed. I gave them one last kiss and then heard a very desperate, "Dagny! Please help!!!" I ran down stairs and found this:

Christian had dropped the remote behind the couch. As he went to retrieve it, his arm got stuck. Being the loving wife that I am, the first thing I did was grab my phone to take a picture. Eventually I did get around to moving the couch and rescuing him from him predicament. Oh, and the remote suffered no injuries.