Freakin' out, man.

Okay, so something seriously creepy happened last night and I am freakin' out just a little bit.

So Nate fell asleep in my bed last night. He didn't take his afternoon nap and had been awake for 7 hours (which is Alot) so I didn't think he'd be waking up during the night. I picked him up, put him in his crib, skyped with Boyfran for a while and then went to bed. I didn't turn the monitor on because I figured he'd be sleeping the whole night.

Well, around 5 a.m., I'm woken up by him shrieking and crying. I get out of bed and go to his room, but he's not in his crib! My heart jumps in my throat and I start to panic. I rush out of his room and into the living area, look around and see him in the kitchen. He's in there by himself, crying, and totally barefoot when I know for a fact that he had socks on when he went to bed because it was supposed to be a chilly night and, well, he just always has socks on.

So of course I sweep him up and start comforting him. He eventually calms down, and I take him back to my room and he falls asleep against me again, but this time I just let him sleep cuddled up next to me. 

Then it's time to wake up and get ready for work, at which point I picked him up and put him in his crib. I got ready and left, and noticed that the front door wasn't even locked. Then I start really freaking out. WHAT IF SOME PSYCHOPATH WAS IN MY HOUSE LAST NIGHT WITH MY CHILD?!

Of course, it's probably just a coincidence, but still. I've been going over and over this in my head trying to figure it out. I called my mom to ask if maybe she had him, but she said that she didn't, that she heard him crying "when I took him to the kitchen to get his bottle." But of course, I didn't take him to the kitchen and he didn't have a bottle. 

So this leaves me with very few explanations.

EXPLANATION 1:

Nate woke up and somehow ninja'd his way down his crib, crawled out of his door and to the kitchen, where he realized, "oh, man, it's kind of dark and nobody's around WAAAAA COME GET ME MAMA!"

EXPLANATION THE SECOND:

Nate sleepcrawled and didn't start crying until he inexplicably woke up in the kitchen in the dark.

EXPLANATION PART TRES:

Some pyschopath was in our house and took Nate out of his crib to take him away, but Nate woke up and started crying and scared him/her away.

EXPLANATION IV:

My brother got him and left him maybe on the sofa or something? But this is even less likely than a psychopath coming to the house.

And NONE OF THOSE explain how his socks just disappeared. I talked to my mom and she didn't notice his socks in his crib. 

What freaks me out most is that, since I don't know what happened, I don't know how to prevent it from happening again. What if he really did sleep crawl? What if next time he ends up somewhere he could get seriously hurt? What if a psycho really was in the house? What if they plan on coming back and really taking him next time? Uuuugh I hate this. It makes my head and tummy and heart hurt.