No, he doesn't turn into a cat (but that would be so cool!). We've been painting his room (it's all done except for the baseboards and doors) so he's had to sleep in his pack n' play out in the loft area. Unfortunately, he's figured out how to climb out of it. Not surprising... yet no less irritating. I keep having to go up there and put him back in. I can't wait till his room is done. At least he stays in his room (usually) when we put him in there, if not in bed.I just wish I could show you the facial expression he gets when I catch him out of bed. He gets this nervous grin and then quickly runs away while a choked giggle escapes his throat. I want to laugh but I think that would seriously undermine my own authority. I want to be intimidating, not a partner-in-crime. So I work my hardest to keep a straight face until I'm out of sight, and then I try to keep my giggles as quiet as possible. I would try and sneak a picture, but if laughing would undermine my authority, I'm pretty sure taking a picture would make it nonexistent.