Theo had a fairly intense relapse in his 'sneak out of his room to do random, yet important things' issue last night. He was out at least 5 times that I noticed, and one time I only noticed him as he was crawling through my desk. It has this cabinet that is specifically made to house a computer so its large, and open in the back. He snuck in RIGHT under my nose, got behind my desk and crawled in there. I have no idea how long he was in there, but suddenly the cabinet door which is at my right knee basically began to push open. I nearly had a coronary, which of course led to some awesome yelling that even impressed Theo, despite his jaded nature. He piled the rest of the way out of the cabinet and ran out of the room. I yelled after him a final "GET BACK IN BED AND STAY THERE" and then settled back into my, er, computing. Moments later, harboring a secret suspicion that he hadn't actually made it back to his bed I looked up and caught him crawling across the floor towards the back of the cabinet. I smothered laughter and chased him back to bed.
This wasn't the last time he came out. The kid is a real pill.
