Family Alive

When it gets too quiet around here, I get worried.  Analise was playing in the hallway, and I’d been taking care of something at the other end of the house.  I went in search of Josiah.  Not in his room, not in Analise’s room, not in my room… but the door to my bathroom was closed, and I heard him chattering in there, bumping against the door.  I tried to open it… it was locked!  AG!

Momentary panic ensued as I rattled hard, begged him to unlock it, shook the door.  Of course, nothing happened.  Josiah started to get a bit upset.  I called Tom, and he told me to find my tiniest screw driver to see if I could get it in the lock to open it.  The first one didn’t fit, and I didn’t have much hope that we had anything else.  And I was not pleased… my bathroom is probably the LEAST clean place in the house.  I clean it about half as often as the other bathroom, so the thought of J in there for an extended period of time was not fun.

But the 2nd screwdriver slipped right in and turned the lock easily.  Whew!  Josiah was pretty distressed by now, but not so happy to get the stern words I had for him and then get swept off to the other bathroom for a thorough cleaning. 

I also now know that we’ve got little "key" on the top of the outer doorjamb in the hallway.  Good to know!