Sometime last week, Sage & I worked together to make some delicious chicken, sausage, mushroom & shrimp skewers. Sage was so excited to make these. He went out and bought a little grill and was so proud once he got the little thing together. Typical man for you.
The grill was small and about a foot above the ground. Ane did fine at first with the grill being in the backyard, we mostly kept her occupied with some sidewalk chalk. Eventually she became too comfortable and kept going near the grill so we decided she needed to go in the house while we finished up. Our family room is right inside our sliding door to the backyard so she was in our view.
She wasn't pleased that we kept her inside & when we turned our backs to finish up, the lights went out. We both just laughed that she turned the lights out on us and continued our work. We finished with the skewers and Sage went to open the door and to our surprise, it was locked. Yup, our two year old locked us out.
At first it was funny, then the panic set in and I was knocking on the door for Ane to open it. She then began to panic too and was crying for us to come in. Luckily, Sage had his phone on him so he was able to call his family to bring us our spare key. They live just down the street so it was very convenient to say the least.
Sage's sister arrived and I'm sure what she found was priceless. Anelia crying next to the sliding door, Sage & I standing outside in the backyard, in the dark. Priceless.
The moral of the story? Never underestimate the power of your two year old.
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