The Last 24 Hours
Have driven me nuts. Yesterday, I went with the boys to pick up a few plants for the flower bed (they're always digging so I thought "why not") and we came home and planted them. We had just finished when Nathan found my wallet with the attached house key. He then went in the house and locked the door. I tried to get him to open the door or unlock the door-- anything-- but nothing doing. I checked the van (I had the car key and the phone with me) for a spare house key. Gone. Probably got used by me or Gabrielle and never put back. So after about 10 minutes of trying to get Nathan to unlock the door, I called my mom to see if she had the spare key with her. No, it was at the house but my dad's retired so she called to see if he could bring it over. Here we were twenty minutes later, dad was about 10 minutes away. Nathan was finally realizing not only that he was by himself but also that I couldn't get in. He was starting to cry when he finally got the hand strength...