We were playing school this afternoon. Kari was writing her name and doing her "math" and Lizzy was being a bit too curious for Kari's liking. Kari got mad, so I decided to redirect by proclaiming it was story time.
Kari brought me a book and so did Lizzy. We read and off they went to get other books.
Kari ran back out in to the living room and I expected Lizzy to be toddling along after her any minute. Instead, Kari says "I don't want to play with Lizzy so I shut her in the bedroom."
I sigh and roll my eyes and go off to rescue my little one. I quickly noted that the only doors shut were the bathroom and my room. "Kari, what room did you put Lizzy in?"
"I locked her in your room!"
At no point did I actually think she actually locked her in the room...until I turned the handle.
I immediately turned to my trusty coat hanger that has opened many bathroom doors. It failed me. I tried a knife. Nope. I worked on it a good TEN MINUTES before I finally called my husband.
"This better be an emergency" he said, since he was still teacher.
Yes this qualified as an emergency. He gave me some tips on how to pop the lock...none of them worked.
The doorbell rang. It was my visiting teachers! They were late, but that's ok. It was now just about time to get the older kids from school!
Off went one of the ladies and a few minutes later, D arrived home to save the day.
He used a stinking credit card to pop the lock! He could have at least suggested that to me :P
Lizzy was probably trapped alone in my bedroom for 30 minutes. She didn't really panic or cry. She did dump out all the bags of things I'd set aside for the goodwill. I'm sure she had a grand old time trying on all the clothes and throwing things out of the trash in my room.
Kari is not sorry. She only appologized because she thought she'd be able to get dessert back. And for Kari, losing dessert is like the end of the world.
I'm sure I'll be laughing at this later and it will a hilarious story to share with the girls when they are older!