Tuesday, July 24, 2007

Yes, Vance locked me out last Friday.

We were playing nicely, having a wonderful time coloring at his little table outside. As it often happens, something snapped and he started screaming about an alligator. Confused, knowing nothing about the said alligator, I carry him inside to figure out what he's wanting. Guess my ignorance pissed him off because when I ran back outside to grab the phone that I had left on the patio table, he locked the back door. I'm fuming at this point and having to ask a 2 year old to "unlock the door and let Mommy in" in my best June Cleaver voice did not help. It also did not help that he was grinning from ear to ear. (It's a glass door.)

It's a good thing he knows how to unlock the doors as well.

Better start hiding keys outside just to be safe.

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  1. Anonymous8:26 AM

    wow, i can't believe he was just laughing at you after he locked the door, justin must have taught him that...



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