My children have really been one on lately. I don't know if it's the "excitement" of the holidays or the full moon we just had (I'm not kidding, but that's another post) or what, but I've sworn to never enter Walmart with them again (we'll see how long that wishful thinking lasts) and Walmart may never let me enter with them again!
I remember how, when we were kids, my mom would go to Walmart to shop and would disapear for a few hours. There weren't too many other places to go in Vernal but she would just wander around the store all by herself for that time. Now I understand why. I'm guilty of taking way longer than I need to on the rare occasion I get to shop by myself. It's a delight. Carlos doesn't even like to send me on "quick" errands because he says I'll be gone for a couple of hours. That's exagerating. Usually.
So, tonight, Jaiden locked me, my mother-in-law, Austin and himself in his room as we were taking them in to bed. We were all in pajamas and barefoot. His door has a lock on it and we turned it around because he kept locking us out. It doesn't open from the inside without a key.
Well, he did this once in the summer and I was barefoot and in pajamas then too. It was also in the morning so anybody watching got to see me sit on the window ledge for about ten minutes getting up the nerve to manuever my way out of the window, which is above the stairwell leading to the basement. They also got to see me run around the house and go in through the garage.
Well, tonight, it was too dark so nobody would have been able to see much had I had to do that. But there was no way I could have climbed out, barefoot, onto the slippery railing and jumped onto a snow-covered stair and ran barefoot around the house. It was too dark and dangerous and I guess I'm a wimp. So, I threw toys at my neighbors house where they have a patio and door. Not all of them made it and some are on their roof. I threw toys and yelled until they heard and came to our rescue. Thank you so much! Sorry that we had to resort to yelling and throwing things at 9:30 at night!
Ah, the adventures.