So, once I wrangled the boys this morning into clothes, coats, hats and separated them after their 865th fight.... I got them into the car, only to come back to the house to grab our bags and learn that I was locked out. It may have had something to do with the fact that their last spat happened to be over who went out the door first... many little hands fumbling over the very easy to lock door handle.
After getting out the ladder to check every window (up and down) to see if we happened to leave one unlocked – we hadn’t – so we trudged to our neighbors house. We are eternally grateful for our neighbors that DO leave their house open and that still have a home phone :) AND for a very, very friendly locksmith that takes a mom being locked out with two boys in the cold very seriously and arrived within 5 minutes!
My house never felt cozier!
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