Two nights ago we were awakened in the middle of the night by David crying and saying "Mommy, help me! I'm stuck and I don't know how to get out!" Once I figured out that it wasn't part of my dream, I realized that the voice was below us...directly below us, in fact...he had sleepwalked (sleepcrawled?!) and was completely under our bed! He had no idea where he was or how he'd gotten there.Dad and Mom Minota, does that remind you of anyone else you know?!