
Hallie mysteriously has learned how to lock doors since we've moved into our house. This would be a good thing since she insists she needs to lock the door in order to have privacy (that's her new thing lately), however, our door knobs are not the new kind where you can just push a pin through the hole to pop the lock open. You actually have to unscrew the handle and take it off of the door in order to get someone out.... just FYI.
Yesterday, I get out of the shower and I hear Hallie crying in the bathroom. So I run to open the door and it was locked. This is how my moment of panic then laughter played out:
Mommy (panicked): Hallie, we do not lock doors! Can you unlock it so I can get you out?
Hallie (crying): I can't!
Mommy (scared): Hallie, I can't open the door unless you unlock it. Can you try?
Hallie fumbles with the lock and tries to unlock it for a few seconds.
Hallie (not crying, but mad): I can't get it open! I just want to stay here forever.
Mommy (laughing): I want to get you out but I can't because you locked the door. That's why we never lock doors, huh?
Hallie: Just go get Daddy's tools, Mom.
Although I was so panicked at first, this event ended in laughter on my part, hence the reason why I was able to take a picture of Hallie's fingers sticking out of the door. She was stuck in there for about 30 minutes by the time I finally unscrewed and removed the door handle and when she came out she had gotten into the lotion and that was all over her but she was fine! I will now die 10 years earlier than I was supposed to before this incident!