DH stopped by my work after dropping Andrew off at my mom's house (he is going up to "the land" with his brothers). Anyway, he said he had been out in the front yard and Andrew was in the house, watching from the screen door. DH finished up what he was doing and went to the door to call for Andrew. He didn't come. He went inside and found him in my bed, asleep! He had climbed up there and went to bed. He normally takes his naps in his crib; he also starts the night out in there. I am so amazed that he did this--wow! The bed is "our" place. In the middle of the night, when he wakes up, he comes in there by me. I think maybe it's his super comfort zone, especially when I'm at work. He wanted to go to his snuggly spot.
Oh, and DH was able to get him in the car and to my mom's without waking him. Guess the little bugga was tired!