Last night around 11:00, I wearily dragged my body and the last load of folded laundry up the stairs to our bedroom. The door was shut, but that's not unusual. The older boys usually shut all the doors upstairs except their bedroom to keep Christopher out of trouble. In the past, he's "helped" us turn off computers, clean out toilets, empty out drawers, unwind toilet paper, etc, etc., so we now keep the doors closed upstairs.
So anyway, our bedroom door was closed and I didn't think anything of it ... until I tried to open it! It was locked! Fred was still down in the kitchen, the boys had been asleep for hours, so what was the deal here?! Who locked the door before shutting it? Did someone think it would be a funny joke to play on their parents? Did Christopher learn how to twist the lock just by fiddling with it? Hmmmm. We eventually jammed a paper clip in the hole and got it opened and went to bed wondering ....
After breakfast this morning I went back upstairs to brush my teeth, finish combing my hair and get my stuff for the day only to find the door shut and locked AGAIN! Ok. Now what's up???
Is there a conspiracy going on here? Or is there just a problem with a broken lock? I think it's simply the latter. I wish I knew an Old Fashioned Handyman that could fix our broken lock for us!
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Hey! IF you get an "Old fashioned handyman" to come to your house to fix your lock, perhaps you could ... bake some cookies. If you baked him some cookies, surely some would be 'less than perfect'. Those 'less than perfect' ones would be WELCOMED in a certain home in Dalton Ohio that houses a mom of three crazed-cabin-fever- afflicted boys. And PERHAPS the 'old fashioned handyman' could smuggle the cookie remnants across the border to the Mom in Dalton?
Just something to think about...
Make your list of things to do for the Old Fashioned Handyman. I'll tell him he has a job he needs to go do, and the only service charge would be the less-than-perfect cookies. We'll see that Katie gets some, too.
About the lock...did you ask the boys if they did it? Maybe you shouldn't because they might think it's really funny and continue with that action. Do you have a "key" for the door? Better get a hiding place to keep one handy for that purpose. We always did, and had to use it at times, too.
Good luck with this mystery. Who knows what all 3 boys are capable of doing when they get their heads together. I know girls are successful with creative things, but boys? Hmmmmm
oh...trust me. Even with ONE boy (and you should know this, Aunt Carole!), many mind-blowing and very creative things happen!
Give the boys screwdrivers. They'll just unscrew the knobs on the doors and you won't have to worry about the locks. This works especially great when you have an older visiting minister as an overnight guest. When he goes into the Bathroom, pulls the door shut, the knob comes off in his hands after the door latched and he can't get out. Yeah, I about freaked out until I remembered this dear minister raised 4 boys, including a set of twins! He understood. (We still had to send one of our boys through the closet "tunnel" from our bathroom into the other bathroom with a screwdriver to put the door knob back on.) It's ironic that the dear minister still remembers that situation and laughs after about 35 years! Some things just live on and on, so enjoy it while you can...I'm glad you have a sense of humor. It helps get through crisis like that.
Gramma Schley, do you still have a piano you'd like to get rid of?
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