"Mommy! Where-Ah-Hu?"

Not a whole lot of sleep is happening around here because of this:

And this:

 And this: 

Even though it has caused a lot less shut eye, I do love to hear his little knocks on his door, and hearing him say, "Mommy. Whe-Ah-hu?"  (Translation: "Mommy, Where are you?) Repeated indefinitely, until I answer the door.

Just last night, he figured out how to open his door. Bad news.  

I just about had a heart attack when I was taking a shower (2 hours after Porter 'went to bed.', and I thought I was the only one still awake), and the shower curtain flies open with a 'Mommy!  Where Ah-Hu?' and his teddy bear comes flying into the shower water.    After 10 attempts of putting him back in his bed, I am not quite sure what time he managed to crawl into our bed, and blissfully slept the night away.

Oh how I miss those heavenly days when he was kept captive between those 4 walls of rails.  Those were the days. . .