Ima Doofus

Its story time!

A few days ago, I read an article in the Reader's Digest that mentioned that most locksmiths in the yellow pages and online searches are scam artists. Today, Matthew locked Joshua's bedroom door. For some reason, that is the only door in the house that requires an actual key to open, and we have no key for it. I recalled the article, but not what to do, so yes, I googled locksmiths. I asked for a quote. Its a standard inside doorknob. Seriously, how hard is it to give a quote?!

The guy did not want to give a quote, but finally said $15 for the drive out and maybe $35 for the lock, more if it was complicated. When the man arrived to fix it, he wanted $160. I nearly had a heart attack! And I said no. I figured I could drill or break the lock myself and fix it for cheaper.

The man ultimately agreed to do it for $50 cash, and I said yes. The funny thing is, he was picking it while negotiating. The super sad and 2-months-from-now-it-will-be-funny thing is, the lock never actually unlocked and after the man left, the door was closed again, and it was again locked shut. Sigh. So I busted it down and have a broken door and I'm out $50.

And on to Picture time!

I noticed that most of the pictures I take only have one child in them. There is a reason for this!

Rylee tends to learn new things by herself and therefore is the only one in the picture. This is her latest conquest- climbing onto the bunkbed unassisted.

They also tend to cry when not alone. Sometimes when alone too, but there's more crying when other kids are around.

They also move too fast. They love to run laps through the kitchen and living room, and its tough to keep up!

Sometimes they take a break.

But this is more often what I see. 2 crying children. If I'm really good, I can have 3 or 4 all crying at the same time! Its a tough job.

Although, when they are separated, they do pretty well! this lasts until Rylle decides that Charlotte's food looks better than hers. Then Rylee climbs across the chair separating them and steals Charlotte's food. Charlotte does not appreciate this.

(FYI, I hunted down my Reader's Digest and learned I should have gone to findalocksmith.com to get someone reputable. And rather than losing my temper, I should have waited and called more friends. On the plus side, Joshua and Marian are having a marvelous time using every tool in the house to try to wrangle the broken doorknob off. Yes, I'm going to have to replace the door.)