
I WAS SO WRONG!!!!
To my surprise Lizzie knows how to lock dead bolts! I guess she tried opening the door to follow me and she locked herself in the house. After dropping off the ladder I tried to open the door and it was locked. I started to panic realizing that my 18 month old is locked inside, and EVERY door,window, and slider is locked. I run back to the neighbors and ask if I could borrow her cellphone to call David. David asks me a million questions and wonders how she locked the deadbolt. (*sidenote: David carpooled today so he didn't have a car) David calls Papa and they come to our rescue. Meanwhile each set of neighbors are walking around our house trying to get in and trying to figure out how to break the deadbolt. Lizzie decides that our bedroom is the best spot for herself, and since we just got suntex on our windows she could see us, but we couldn't see her. So Charlotte Peel and I pull up some patio chairs and hang out with Lizzie while we wait for David and Papa to get here with the keys. (I didn't want to call 911 since they would have to break a window or ax our door-and we finally just got all of them in) Thirty minutes later David and Papa get here, and David rushes in to find Lizzie in our bedroom with a whirlwind of a mess. Thank goodness she was okay! So the moral of the story is to get copies of our house keys and hide one, plus pass some out to our friends who live in town.
Thanks to everyone who saved the day!










