We got him out.

Today I got a text from Amanda asking whether I could come home for lunch a little early.  Apparently Nathan had locked himself in the van.  This was no surprise to me.  Every time we walk past the van, he points and grunts.  He loves to stand in the front seat and pretend to drive.

When I got home, Amanda said that she had just convinced him to press the unlock button.  She showed me the above picture.  Obviously, he wasn't scared at all.  He was having a ball.  Another Nathan John adventure.