I was bored, only Terry was awake. I walked the hall, crying loudly so that I could wake everyone else in the house. Then Terry scooped me up and gave me "The Door Challenge."
We play this game often. She closes the door almost all of the way so that it looks completely closed. Being closed inside a room means only one thing: I have to GET OUT FAST. Sometimes I am impatient and claw up the carpet, expecting Terry to let me out - and that can be interesting in itself.
Eventually, I get the door open, though. I am proud of myself - and surprisingly, I am not bored anymore.