Locked Out

The other day we decided to go to the park. Ethan was so excited and kept saying "ride, ride" because he wanted to ride in the stroller. So, while Ben and I were getting things together, Ethan decided to climb up in the stroller and close the tray over him so that he was ready to go! We hadn't strapped him in yet, but he wanted us to know he was ready. I went out to the garage to get a couple of bottles of water and Ben went out to the back porch to get the soccer ball, then we were going to be on our way. Well, when I went back to the door to go inside, the door was locked. So, I went around to the back porch where Ben was and tried the back door...it was locked, too.

Although Ethan has not figured out how to open the doors, he has figured out how to lock and unlock the door knobs. Of course, all of the windows were locked, we did not have a spare key anywhere, and our cell phones were inside. Even though I knew that Ethan could let us back in, I began to panic because he had already closed the tray over him in the stroller and I didn't know if he could get out of it. I really did not want to break a window, especially considering that we are just renting this house, but I could feel my blood pressure rising! As we begin to knock on the door to ask Ethan to come help Mommy and Daddy, all we can hear is "ride, ride." Then Ethan figures out that he's in the house by himself and begins to scream. So Ben went around to the garage to knock on the door and ask Ethan to come help Daddy. After hearing him scream for what seemed like forever, Ethan was able to get himself out of the stroller and go unlock the door for Daddy. We made it to the park and the crisis was over...but the next day, there were several copies of keys made!