
We've had a few journal worthy experiences lately. We have vallet trash twice a week, so yesterday I was taking the trash to our curb. It's about 15 feet in front of my door. I shut the door behind me so that Andrew wouldn't crawl out and get hurt. I put the trash down and turned around to go back inside. The door was locked! I couldn't believe it. Anna was trying to open the door to come out and get me. Instead, she locked the door!! I freaked out. We have a mail slot on our door, so I opened it and said, "Anna, UNLOCK the door!!" This was her response, "NNNOOOOOOOO!!!!" I was trapped outside while they were crying inside. Andrew is crawling up the stairs like crazy now but always falls down if I'm not there to catch him. Needless to say, my heart was beating pretty fast. I ran to my neighbors to ask if they would come stand by my door while I ran down to the office. I then sprinted to my leasing office and they drove me up on their golf cart. I unlocked the door to find happy, safe kids. Andrew was sitting on the first step, but I don't think he had any accident. Whew!

I was cooking in the kitchen the other day while Andrew was crawling around playing with toys. All of the sudden, I heard the toilet flush! I found Andrew standing up holding onto the toilet seat, grinning ear to ear, and playing with the toilet water! GROSS!! We definitely keep our bathroom door closed now!

Anna's been having a hard time with bed time lately and last night as we were putting her to sleep, I told her I was going to give her one more kiss and then..... She was to fill in the blank. I wanted her to say "Bedtime!!" Instead, she exclaimed, "CRY TIME!!" Oh boy!