March 25, 2010
Oh Gus
This kid is coming into his own and learning all sorts of new tricks. If you remember we had an issue with him locking me out of the house once before. Well I "thought" I scared the crap out of him until today. We were doing yard work in the backyard and he closed and locked the screen door. I don't even know how he accomplished that, it is so hard to lock and even harder to unlock. We sat at the door bantering back and forth trying to get the door unlocked and Gus just sat there bawling telling me he wanted to come outside. I couldn't get out of the yard either because our gate has a lock on it and the key was inside. I was ticked and couldn't think of any way out, except to scale the wall and roll my fat booty over. I imagine that would have been a site to see and I would have gotten all jacked up. I just started pulling weeds to pass the time, James couldn't come home for a while, so may as well make the best. Gus and I decided to say a prayer and help us get in the house. We tried the lock again with no success and I went back to pulling weeds. Gus started yelling for me to grab the keys and I told him I couldn't because they were in the house. Then I saw that he was trying to shove the gate key under the screen, I pulled the door and he pushed the keys and they popped right out. I was able to go around and get him to unlock the front door, a much easier lock then the back door. Poor kid looked crazy homeless after being locked in the house alone for an hour.
Posted by Cicily at 12:33 PM
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I had something similar happen with Brandon as a toddler. I walked out in the garage to get something from the big freezer (gone like 1 minute total) and he locked the deadbolt to the garage door. He was not quite 2 yrs old. Of course it was summer so I was dying of heat stroke in the garage. He could barely reach the lock so I convinced him to get the little stool but he never could figure out how to unlock the deadbolt. I prayed and then a few minutes later I remembered that there was a house key that the previous owners had hid in the garage. Thank goodness for prayer!
I love it! At least he can communicate well enough to help solve the problem! Good thinking...
remember that time that crap face girl that i watched that locked me out of the house for an hour. and then i quit and and her parents thought she was so cute and funny?
that's a good story
These kind of stories are only the beginning of many more to come!
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