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Thursday, June 14, 2012
Monday, June 4, 2012
A PSA
This morning, PJ asked for toast. Our toaster is in the basement because is our small ridiculous kitchen there's no place for it. I went downstairs to make it, both kids trailing behind me.
I get upstairs. PJ is upstairs, and slam.
I turn around. He closed the door on Maggie.
I go to open the door.
He locked the door.
From the side that Maggie is on.
And she can't open locks yet.
Cue the freaking.
I start yelling.
PJ starts crying. Scared as shit. Yelling "MAGGIE MAGGIE!" (I feel bad I scared him but i was scared too!)
I find a screwdriver.
I take the doorknob off.
I can't get to the lock.
The tools are all in the basement.
I frantically search for a small flat screwdriver.
I find one.
I unlock the door.
Maggie is smiling.
So, my friends, your PSA is this:
Do not let your 3 year old come up stairs in front of your 20 month old if there is a lock on said door. Oh, and taking off the doorknob won't unlock the door.
I get upstairs. PJ is upstairs, and slam.
I turn around. He closed the door on Maggie.
I go to open the door.
He locked the door.
From the side that Maggie is on.
And she can't open locks yet.
Cue the freaking.
I start yelling.
PJ starts crying. Scared as shit. Yelling "MAGGIE MAGGIE!" (I feel bad I scared him but i was scared too!)
I find a screwdriver.
I take the doorknob off.
I can't get to the lock.
The tools are all in the basement.
I frantically search for a small flat screwdriver.
I find one.
I unlock the door.
Maggie is smiling.
So, my friends, your PSA is this:
Do not let your 3 year old come up stairs in front of your 20 month old if there is a lock on said door. Oh, and taking off the doorknob won't unlock the door.
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