Keeping up with Dawson

Do not be fooled!
This is the face of evil.
I have decided that it is just impossible to predict or even keep up with this one.

Example #1
I woke up one morning to a very curious Justin, who wanted to know where Dawson was. We looked just about everywhere before I started to panic. Then just for kicks I told Justin to look under the bed, and low and behold, I pulled out the dress-up box and there he was. Fast asleep.

#2
No long story here, he was just supposed to have been getting into the bath.

#3
This turned out to be his 3rd or 4th plate of cobbler and ice cream. After the rest of the kids left the table, Dawson decided to go on cleanup duty. Oh, and the horribly orange vest, is a safety precation we take because he tends to wander.

#4
Again, I couldn't find Dawson. He had somehow gotten out of his room while having "quiet time" and this is where I found him. Naked as a Jay bird, swimming in the dogs water dish.

#5
I didn't get a pic of this one, but had to include it. Because of his adventurous nature, we have child proof locks on all the door leading to the front yard. So when I glanced outside one day and saw Dawson riding he bike down the road, I was surprised to say the least. I checked all the doors, not only where they closed, but they were all still locked from the inside. It wasn't until two days later that I discovered his little escape route. He has craftily pushed out the screen in the front window, climbed outside onto the grill, over to the bench and was free!

#6
This one almost made me wet myself.
On the night in question, Jacob didn't get home until after 11. He went in to kiss the boys, then came into bed and asked why I had Dawson with me. I told him I didn't and that he should be in bed. We immediately went to investigate. We looked under the bed, up on Justin's bed, in the closet, behind the dresser, in the tub, the baby's room, the kitchen, under the couch, the wash room, and then I saw it. A hand, not just any hand, but a mans hand poking out from behind the boys curtains. In the split second that followed, I knew what had happened. Some guy had kidnapped Dawson and was on his way back for Justin when we interuppted him. I got dizzy, I almost threw up, I was in mid reach for Jacob's arm when the hand moved just slightly and became not a full hand, but two little feet. As the relife swept over me I started laughing so hard I couldn't stay on my feet. So there I am 7 months prego, rolling on the floor in the middle of the night. Now that would have been picture worthy. Can I just tell you that never before have I understood why people wet them selves out of fear, until then. NO, I didn't actually do it, but it was a close one. Why oh why can't my kid just sleep in his bed like a normal child.

P.S. In the dark those feet looked a lot more like a hand than they do in the pic.