Since I am making most of the kids Christmas presents this year, I have been grabbing my chances to work on them when ever I can. Today, after I put the twins down for their nap, I ran out to my little shop to quickly glue and clamp a couple of parts on the wooden stove I am making. I gave Anna a reading assignment to do until I got back and we could finish her school. After a few minutes she is finished and bored, so she comes out to visit with me. Since I am finished gluing, we go on up to the house. And guess who's smiling at us through the door? That's right, they're up already. I wave hi, and try to open the door. It's locked. All the doors are locked; all the windows are locked, there is no way into the house. The only way into the house is to persuade a couple of grinning two year olds that they need to turn the dead bolt to let Mommy in. Anna and I are standing out in the cold rain trying to coach them into UNLOCKING the door. Abriel tries, but doesn't seem to understand that you need to turn the knob, not just rattle it, in order to unlock the door. Samuel seemed to think the problem was in the door knob it's self, as oppose to the dead bolt knob. He keeps checking the door knob, and when it turns, he grins at me like, "problem solved!" Abriel rattles the dead bolt again, and smiles. They seem to think this is hilarious. It's cold, it's wet, I am beginning to think I will never get inside the house, when Samuel finally figures out the lock and lets us in. I think he knew how to do it all along.
Well, at least it's never dull around here.