Keys....

Mommy (wife) lesson for the day :  always ask if someone has the keys before shutting the door.

I take it for granted that my husband always drives the car.  He always drives and always has the keys.  So last night while on our way out the door with 3 hungry little ones I shut the front door and panic hits - I didn't ask if he had the keys.  He didn't.

We start checking all the doors - as if I would leave with one unlocked.  Then all the windows - but last year he went around and secured the ones that didn't lock well.  Awesome.  Then we started trying to break into our own house....

First - the doggy door.  Of course we bought the smallest dog door known to man and our kids can't fit through it.  Yep, we sure did try both the girls heads - don't judge.  Our backdoor has window panes and Craig has the idea to pop the trim off with a shovel and take the glass out.  Nope.  Finally, and not in agreeance from both of us!, he hits the glass with the shovel! AH! Still - didn't budge.  Not even a scratch.  We are still not in our house - but I feel much better about someone not being able to break  in - geez!

Now its time to call the locksmith before my husband takes out an entire window.  I reason with him that calling a pro is cheaper than replacing a window!  In about 7 minutes the nicest locksmith I'm sure exists drove up to our door and chatted with us for about 2 minutes while he broke into our home.  2 minutes and $60 later we had the keys.