Reagan has finally broken out of her room. Jim put her in bed tonight and she was just not interested in going to sleep. She was fighting everything he tried to get her to calm down and get into bed. Between a challenging bath and a frantic attempt to get her into her PJs, Jim walked out of her room and left her to scream and cry. He waited for her to calm upstairs in the bonus room.
Little did he know that she was a step ahead of him. After a period of time, she fell quiet. All of a sudden, she appeared before him with both halves of the door handle lock and threw them on the floor like "you think you can keep me in my room - take that!"
How do you NOT laugh at that?
Bad thing, all those door handle covers that we have around the house are probably useless at this point. :(
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