Toddlers: they’re crafty little devils. They’re basically raccoons that can communicate a little better and spend less time in the sewers. Take this tyke for instance — the MOMENT his bedroom door is closed he drops the fake sleeping act and climbs over his crib railing. Does he moonlight as a superhero and is on his way to the Babymobile to head out for a night full of crime fighting? We may never know, but based on all the dented cars and destroyed mailboxes in my neighborhood, I suspect his secret lair is nearby.