Were you a 'Houdini' as a toddler?

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I often used to wake up before my parents did, and being bored for lack of a better word I would go out exploring, in an early incidence completely unclothed and brought home by the police. I progressed from stacking dresser drawers to reach a window, to defeating a jamb lock. I wonder why it was so easy for me to get outside while tying shoes was a problem until I was 11. Incidentally I could tie knots from the Scouting Handbook but not my own shoes. Sorry,tangent.

Did anyone have a chronic issue of not wanting to be confined or is it more from the ADHD side of things?

Not really, but I was quick and quiet. Also, I was a snoop, and could pick simple locks at ten.

When I was 2 1/2, my mom had to put me in daycare. She worked hours that required her to nap in the middle of the day. I stopped napping, and would walk around the house quietly (because I wasn't really verbal then) opening doors. Before then, I went to a "Let's give parents a break in the morning" kind of program. I also tended to wander a lot; the police were almost called a few times, and I think were actually called once, but I'm not sure.

ETA: Otherwise, not a houdini. My lack of muscle coordination due to my (albeit very, very mild) ataxic cerebral palsy prevented that, thankfully.

I used to hide when new strange people arrived at home when I was a kid.

I wouldn't consider myself to be hyperactive, in the present or past but I definitely did not want to be confined...by force. I was fine staying in a room, so long as I had access to move around at will (did not like be forced into a play pen or having any sort of barrier confining me). When I was forcibly confined, I felt trapped and my sole focus would be on finding a way to escape. However, when I wasn't forcibly confined, I'd often just sit quietly in the corner or even willingly get in a play pen (so long as I had a puzzle or something to keep me from getting bored). When I willingly confined myself, I felt secure and safe but when I was forcibly confined I felt as if my life were in danger. When I didn't have anything to entertain me though, I would often wander/explore and/or find something "fun" to do (admittedly, I've always been a bit of an "adrenaline junkie", so my definition of fun has almost always involved some sort of danger). That being said, while I know I definitely caused some anxiety in my childhood, (and earned the title of "Houdini") I don't think I was ever hyperactive; I was just a curious child that didn't like to be forced into confinement, grew bored easily (perhaps due to a weak attention span?) and sought to curb said boredom.

I was very good at disappearing when I was a child. As soon as I learnt to walk I started exploring, first my parents printing shop and later I would venture into town on my little red tricycle for a couple of hours before getting escorted home by friends of my parents. *sigh* Such lovely memories.

I have always hated being confined to one area. Especially if it was a small area like my playpen or, later in life, the after-school center. I've just always had this... urge to know what was out there, beyond the fence/gate/door.

The message on medicine bottles and bleach, etc, which reads 'Keep out of reach of children' is an impossible notion in our house. Thankfully, my daughter has never been interested in these things, (she seems to instinctively know that it's not for her mouth) otherwise I would have had to get a safe with a combination lock. These things are well out of reach for most children. She has been climbing on furniture since she was about 6 months. She also managed to get out of her reins in her buggy (stroller), without unlocking them, then stood up and fell out of it, before I had a chance to stop her. I've spent half of the past 7 years trying to catch up with her, whilst she has attempted to go elsewhere.

I wasn't good at defeating locks, but I could disappear seemingly at will. My mother didn't dare turn her back on me between the ages of 2 and 10 when we were shopping, etc.. My son is going to be just the same. I used to look sideways at people who kept their toddlers on leashes; now I'm thinking about getting one myself.

my parents used to lock the door outside the living room after having found me asleep in the sofa with the tv on several nights.
of course they also noticed when i started unlocking the door with a fork and kept watching anyway, this all stopped when i got my own tv,
what i looked forward to the most was star trek voyager, it was only sent late at night and early in the morning.