when is a door not a door?

When it's a new toy...

Arlo is obsessed with the living room door. He gets plonked down on his play mat to play with all his toys first thing in the morning (after a nappy change) so we can go and make his breakfast in peace and next thing, he's doing his commando/drag crawl to the door where he basically hangs off it.

It's very annoying. I am convinced I'm going to forget about him one morning and bang his head. And frankly, that Heid has taken a total knock of late!

Apart from anything else, he's spending so much time down there, I'm forced to address the fact that my bleeding paintwork needs a proper seeing to!