Locked in

[sauronwrap]

Every evening, when I get home from work, I take Colin downstairs in the finished part of the basement to play for a while. We spread some pillows and toys around, roll on the floor, play Wii games (well, mostly that's me) and just generally spend some time together.

Over the past couple of months, Colin has realized he can open the door leading up

Comments

[sauronwrap]

Creativity born of desperation. That's when I do my best work.

[sauronwrap]

I must've said 20 times "Turn the lock, Colin" before I realized he doesn't know the meaning of 50 percent of the words in that sentence.

[sauronwrap]

I knew that whatever I broke to get through the door, I'd have to fix again, preferably before Kristin got home so I didn't have to explain too much. Hinge pins are within my realm of expertise -- lock tumblers, not so much.

[sauronwrap]

Aha! That makes sense. Which means I'll probably never do it.

Re: Well played

[sauronwrap]

I was kinda proud of myself. Until I realized that a 20-month-old stymied me for 10 minutes.

[aries28]

I've decided I either need to never leave you home alone with the baby again or I need to more often. :o)

[sauronwrap]

Think of it as an adventure. You never know what will happen while you're gone!

[beagledave]

"Uh honey, I sold Colin to a group of gypsys for $53..that was a good deal, right?"