OK, i so do NOT know what I am doing...
It's Thursday November 13, 2008 and I just wanted to put on some more photos of the grandkids because I don't have any darling little children any more.
Friday last week Brek locked himself in my bedroom. It's easy to do it just has a little turn button in the middle of the granny knob, the kind you don't have to turn just pull down on, because when I wake up in the middle of the night and need to go to the bathroom, my arms and hands are usually asleep and I don't have time to wait for them to wake up, but you can hit that pull down with just a stump of appendage, any appendage and it will open the door...
Anyway he locked himself in and I was out in the hallway telling him to turn the button. Between sobs he would say "the button", well of course he didn't see anything that looked like a button... My key was in my purse, which was locked in the room with Brek. So I called Chris on his cell phone and asked where his key was. He said it was on his key ring and lo and behold he was just outside pulling into the driveway. So little Brek didn't have to wait very long to be rescued, but you would have thought it was a few days the way he bolted out the door and grabbed Chris around the legs and hugged him. He was SOOO happy to be released from his prison!
