Yesterday was almost a disaster. Ben and Daddy were outside fixing the mailbox (I think ours has a target on it for people to hit it) and Peter and I were working on something inside (stacking blocks, or something of great importance like that). I needed to run out to ask Scott something and closed the door that goes out to the garage behind me. I heard the heart-sinking click sound of Peter locking the door. Oh no.
Peter was crying on the other side of the door because he wanted to be by us. Thankfully Scott found a screwdriver small enough to fit in and open the door. My heart just sank!
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Yikes! That's something that even West hasn't done. That Peter sure is a smartie! Glad you figured out how to get in.
Little buggars! How smart can they be at such a young age. I'm glad Scott was able to get you in. I hope no one was worse for wear after this. :) I swear our mail box had a target as well. It was hit 3 times in as many months and hte last time completely destroyed it, supports and all. I hope it's more minor damage. Have a great summer.
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