Last night around 10:30 pm John asked if I wanted to sneak into Sam's room to watch him sleep. I agreed, and off we went to peek in on our 2-year-old.
I went first. I slowly began to open the door--I got the door open by about 6 inches when I heard Sam's firm voice, "Close it."
John and I quickly closed the door and returned to our bedroom laughing like maniacs.