Would you believe that this cute little girl locked me out of the house the other day?

Well she did!

Here’s the story:

We went on a walk and upon our arrival at home I pushed the stroller up to the front steps to unload. I unlocked the front door, placed my diaper bag inside (with keys and phone), and turned around to get Kyle out of the stroller. Hallie ran in and quickly shut and locked the door. I stopped dead in my tracks and thought “this can not be happening!” I politely asked her to unlock the door. When she tried however she couldn’t unlock it. I spent the next several minutes pleading with her to try harder and praying that she would receive extra strength miraculously. After her unsuccessful attempts I began hearing things like “I try for few minutes. I can’t do it. I sorry Mama.” in between tears and “I want you mom”. Soon the desire to beat her left me and I was stuck feeling sad, clueless, and at the same time grateful that Kyle wasn’t inside with her. I went to the neighbors borrowed their phone and called Ben, sure that he would know what to do (he always does). After calling a million bazillion times Ben finally answered and talked to me to keep me calm. (I am proud to say that I never lost control of myself. I didn’t yell or even cry. WAHOO!) haha Anyway, after spending 20 mins outside, fidgeting with the door knob, and explaining to Hallie exactly what she needed to do she got it! She yelled, “I DID IT!” We cheered and hugged each other for a few minutes then came the lecture on locking doors.