Where's Grant?

Now that Grant's walking everywhere, I lose him a lot. My constant call is "Grant, where are you?". Most often, he's in his toy corner in the living room reading his books. One day, I really couldn't find him and discovered that he was in his closet behind the door in his room, playing with his hamper. Last Sunday, I went looking for him and found him in our room, flipping through one of Jared's Cabela's catalogs. I guess he just wanted to see what the fall line is going to look like in guns and ammo.
This was just a funny picture I took of the way Grant sleeps - always with his head covered by the blanket or burp cloth. He's such a crazy sleeper. No matter what position I put him in to start, he always ends up at the opposite end of his crib, uncovered and sprawled out. (Like his shark 'jammies'?)