Locked In

Locked in. Or Out, however you look at it there is a door that is locked in our way.

Today the Telus guy came to replace something for the TV and all Benson wanted to do was "help" him with his tools and things. But really he was in the way! I told him he needed to sit on the couch with me and watch. He REFUSED to do that. So I was holding a kicking, hitting and screaming boy. I wanted to spank him but I couldn't do that in front of the Telus guy!!!! So I told Benson to go and lay on his bed with his soother. To my amazement he did! I checked on him and he was sitting on his bed. A few minutes later he wanted to play a game called "I run out and you try and catch me before I run past you" and I WAS NOT willing to play! I walked him to his room and closed the door. I started to clean the kitchen and then talk to the Telus guy. He left and I went to go and let Benson out. .............

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Except the door some how was locked:( with his new rearranged bedroom the end of his bed is right by the door. If he stands on the floor he can't reach the handle so I never worried about it. He must have been mad at me or something and was trying to get out by turning the lock not the handle!!!

Needles to say, 25 minutes later the door was opened and everyone was happy. This is a bit of our excitement for the day!!