Deja vu

Remember this post? "Wherein my 2 year old locks himself in his room..." ?? Well, being the awesome parents we are, we made sure that Abraham would never be able to lock himself in his room again because I never wanted to go through that again. Fast forward to this past Sunday. Ken has to leave the house by 6:00 AM for his meetings, so the boys and I go it alone Sunday mornings. We typically chill out together for awhile in my bed, eating dry cold cereal or poptarts and watching an episode or 2 of Little Einsteins. This particular morning, I had already gotten out of the bed, but the boys were still in it... until they began to fight over covers and Tyler ran into his bedroom upset and slammed the door behind him (oh the things a 20 month old learns from his big brother). He wasn't crying in there, so I didn't really bother him for a few minutes. (Can you see where this story is heading???). The clock hit 7:00 and it was time for us to start getting ready for church. I went to open Tyler's door and yep, you guessed it...he'd locked himself in!! Seriously?!?!? I immediately went to find an old credit card to pop it open, but unfortuately I was not a maintenace man in college and couldn't get the door to open. This doorknob does have a little hole and I tried everything I could fit in there to try and pop that lock and NOTHING! Starting to panic slightly, I began to try to get a hold of Ken at the church. No one answered the church phones and so I began calling the cell phones of the Bishopric members, high priest group leader, anyone who I thought might be in the meeting with Ken (no, Ken still does not have a cell phone of his own). No luck. I admit, it had been a half an hour and I was crying at this point. I finally called a good friend of mine who lives five minutes down the road, hoping she'd pick up the phone early on a Sunday morning. Luckily she did and her awesome husband came to my rescue. Fruit snacks and Oreos shoved under the door kept Tyler happy and five minutes after Andrew arrived a credit card had popped his door open (I've GOT to learn that trick!!). Needless to say, it is a story I never want to repeat. I must also add that even though we got started getting ready for church 45 minutes late, we were still in our seats 10 minutes before the meeting started. Whew!