Every night, Hunter goes to bed at seven o’clock.  Every night, we close her door to keep her from exiting her room and wreaking havoc upstairs. 

Every night, two hours later, Michael and I look in on Hunter before we go to bed, and, as often as not, she is under her bed rather than in it. 

We don’t know why, and, she never wakes up when Michael drags her out and returns her to the proper side of her bed.

Strange little kid.