Home Alone.

Have you ever left a 2 year old child locked inside a house alone? No?... me either *coughs* technically she wasn't so much locked in, as I was locked OUT.

Caitie had been riding her bike in the backyard, and I thought she might be thirsty so I went out there to ask her if she would like a drink. As I headed back towards the door I heard a click, then Lilly jiggled the handle around a bit and said "Mummy! Door locked!"

I gave the door handle a bit of a jiggle and came to the same conclusion.

"Unlock it!" she demanded. Unfortunately that was a bit tricky for me since the key was on the inside, with her. Too high for her to reach of course, since we wouldn't want her to be able to get her hands on it and lose it would we? If she could have reached it this story would probably be a lot shorter, I could have gotten her to slide the key under the door to me, then I could have unlocked the door and come inside. The End.

The real story went a little bit more like this.. "Lilly the silver one.. the shiny one.. the SHINY one!!" "Look Lilly turn it like this" *Mummy makes a turning motion in the air* "See Lilly, do that on the shiny bit!" *Lilly makes a turning motion in the air* "No Lilly, turn the shiny bit!" *Lilly pulls on the handle as hard as she can* "Like this?" "No Lilly, click the little silver bit, push it over to the side!" *Lilly tries to turn the lock, but pushes it in the wrong direction* "No, Lilly the OTHER way!" "Oh RIGHT!!" *Lilly pulls on the handle some more*

Now I'm not sure exactly how long this went on, but Play School had only been on for a short time when I went out there, and it was almost finished by the time we got back in. So at least 15 minutes, maybe more.

I'm just glad she didn't wander off! I think the fact that Mummy kept giggling made her think that it was a fun new game. Although I doubt that I would have still been giggling if she hadn't eventually managed to unlock it again. If I'd been stuck sitting in the backyard for almost 2 hours, while she was inside alone waiting for Jase to get home I suspect it wouldn't have been quite as funny anymore!

From now on I am taking the key with me EVERY time I go outside.

If only we had a doggy door.