The other day when I got out of the shower I heard one of the boys crying a bit. It sounded more like an argument over Hot Wheels so I didn't worry too much about it.
I went back into the bathroom for a minute and when I came out I heard the crying again. This time it sounded a little more serious and I was pretty sure it was Alex.
But the sound was a little muffled.
Then I heard Alex screaming, "I'm outside. I'm outside."
He had gone outside for a few minutes in his pajamas with snow boots (really stylin') and Adam had somehow managed to lock the door. Not the deadbolt, just the regular lock on the knob.
I immediately opened the door. His hands were really cold. Fortunately, it was a spring day and was only about 30-40 degrees outside instead of some middle of the winter day that was 2 degrees. So he got bundled up in my bed to warm up and was good as new.
I know some of you may be thinking that I need to rearrange my showering schedule because Adam seems to do all his dirty work while I'm in the shower, but since that's about the only time I have unless I want to get up at 5:30 a.m. (no thanks!) we'll just have to survive this and HOPE he grows out of it.
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