Done, mommy!

Our new house has multiple garage doors so you can close off the front of the house and have the back of the house opened up. It is pretty cool and my lame description hardly does it justice. I'll share a picture if I ever find my camera.

At any rate, our son was eating lunch on the floor (what, yours doesn't?) and, leaving the doors open, I walked to the back patio to loom at something.

In no less than 20 seconds, my two year old had locked me out of the house. My keys, cell phone, 10 month old, and teetering sanity were on the other side of the locked door...

As was my blue-eyed offender who was pointing at me saying, "you're done, mommy. You're done."

I told him if he didn't unlock the door, he was done.





I'm back in the house, sanity saved, and neither of us wound up being "done" this time around.

Love, hugs, and blessings,
The Mama


-- Post From My iPhone