Are you kidding me? The baby doesn't sleepwalk, she purposefully goes into the living room, gets a pillow, pushes the chair from the dinnette up to the counter and makes a bed on the kitchen counter. Oh, and gets her some Chips Ahoy to take the edge off. (I have no idea where she gets it from.)
Having kids is the ultimate adventure. You never know what you are going to wake up to. Or who is going to wake up on top of you.
And as if that's not weird enough later we play pretend that we are Missy the Dog...
So, let's review...the child sleeps on the kitchen counter and hangs out in a dog crate. By choice. For fun. Where's THAT in the manual?