Locks

On Tuesday I finally got around to calling a locksmith to fix numerous door problems -- the back door has had a key broken off in it for about 6 months rendering it unuseable, and the front door has needed to be Charlie-proofed for quite some time. So the locksmith came out yesterday and installed new locks along with a dead bolt on the back door and swing latch on the front door. Charlie was not appreciative at all of these changes. He walked up to the front door this morning, flipped the bottom lock as usual, and attempted to open the door. I could hear him yell from upstairs where I was grabbing a sweatshirt: "MOMMY THE DOOR IS BROKEN!!!! I CAN'T OPEN THE DOOR!!!"

Yup, that was the whole idea, buddy!