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Three... Yes, three days, while I have been getting ready Boston will run into my room and lock me out. Now you might say maybe she doesn't know what she is doing but when I hear her giggling on the inside of the room and saying, "mamma can't get it," I'm pretty sure she knows.

I called my dad because I was going to have him come take the locks off both bedroom doors but together we came up with this much easier plan. I taped down the little latch part so it doesn't completely close!

I shouldn't be as proud as I am about out-smarting my two year old. Now if I could just figure out how to get her to stop throwing the toilet paper rolls in the toilet and pouring out my lotions... Baby steps I guess.

XO:

Ashlynn&Boston

BRONSON