For some reason my kids are having trouble with doors lately. Last night we went to the Christian book store just to browse and kill time. While I was looking, Abigail went to the restroom, locked the door, and then could not figure out how to unlock it. After asking the employees for help and getting pretty much zero response, and after about 10 minutes of trying to figure out how we were going to get our daughter out of the restroom, she finally managed to turn the lock and get herself out. No big deal, in the end. Then today, while I was actually getting some work done upstairs, I heard Elisabeth cry and Abigail holler. Upon investigation, I discovered that Elisabeth had gone into Daddy’s office and shut the door, at which time the didgeridoo fell over inside the office, blocking the door from opening. This presented quite the dilemma. Have you ever tried to explain to a 19 month old how to move a didgeridoo out of the way so that Mommy can open the door and let her out? Then, I must say, you have never really lived. She finally actually moved it and we got her out, no big deal in the end. Now I’m just waiting in fear and trepidation, wondering where and whenCatherine is going to lock herself in.
Only my children.