trouble

My Little Guy has a knack of getting into trouble at every turn.   I was sitting at the dining room table  in my parent's house signing up Baby Girl for her swimming and gymnastics lessons and suddenly there was quiet,  and we all know that's NEVER a good thing.  I got up and went into the hallway and saw this:

Yeah.   Um,  apparently he can stand.  And reach doorknobs.   And knows how to turn them.  He's trying to free the cat from the cellar,  where we have to put the cat for his own protection.   The Little Guy likes to chase him.