My mom, like most mothers, has her favorite stories about me as a child, whether its about me when I was 2 streaking in the neighborhood after tearing my diaper off, or how stubborn I was, but one story she told me had me perplexed. She told me (and everyone else I know) that when I was 1, close to 2 years old, I had this unusual knack for "disappearing". She recalled one night about 3am, someone was knocking on the front door, and when she opened it, 2 policemen were standing there, 1 was holding me, my mom freaked, she didn't know how I got out, they all went to my room, and to her surprise my bedroom door was still locked (over protective I guess).
She opened it up an my window was also closed an still locked, this happened 2 to 3 times according to my mother, and the police got to know me quite well. When I think about it, I wonder if I teleported myself?, but then I decide "no" its just one of those weird and unexplained things in life, because I can't teleport now, if that were the case.
I've asked other members of my family about it and they do recall it vividly because it was "Weird" as they put it, they said I had this knack for being there one minute and be gone the next, they'd even hesitate to baby sit me in fear that I'd do a "Houdini" on them.