Just got back from a wonderful morning date with my husband - coffee shop, organic/local cafe for lunch, browsing through stores we would never attempt with the babes.
We really had a great time - time with just the two of is rare these days and it is great to know that we still have fun together. ;) Plus, it was a blessing after the worst night we have had with the kids in a long while.
We walked in the door to complete silence and thought my mom was putting the kids down for their naps.
Then my mom yells, "Chet? Erin? Help!!" Apparently, my mom and the kids had been locked inside the boys bedroom since we left three hours earlier. My poor mother. She even tried to take out the hinges but the door still wouldn't open.
(The inside handle fell off awhile ago - shame on me for not fixing it - and it is impossible to open from the inside. Unfortunately, we failed to mention this before we left, and Sharks slammed the door two minutes after we walked out of the house.)
Anyway, all are safely out now. We are thankful that all of them were stuck in the room together - just imagine if the baby had been downstairs or something!
God is good.