Adventures in sleepwalking

The other morning, at 5:13am to be exact, I heard Tony stirring. Then I heard clomping; Tony turning off his fireplace; and his bedroom door open. I walked to the hallway to find this:

I can't be sure if he was asleep or barely awake, but what I am sure of is that he did not go to bed wearing shoes. After making a pit stop to sit by the bathtub, he crawled into bed with me and fell asleep.

Fast forward a few days later - I don't know what time it was, but it was dark. I heard crying. I got up and went towards Tony's room, but he crying wasn't coming from there. It was closer. It was in my shower. Somehow he made his way into there and got lost, or stuck, or confused, or a combination of all of those things. Again, I put him in bed with me and he was asleep before his head hit the pillow.

Time to get an alarm system. This kid is not only on the move when he's awake, but also when he's asleep.