When Tres was a year old, I was cleaning house one Saturday morning and he was playing in the den. I went to put away some clean clothes in my bedroom, and when I came back, he was gone! I went running through the house looking for him. I started calling his name and began to get panicked. Then I heard a noise and a giggle coming from the kitchen area. This is where I found him... in a thin cabinet beside the dishwasher.