
Last nigh Noah so badly wanted to have dinner on the back porch. He told me he wanted to eat out there so we could "pass" things to each other when we needed it. He cracks me up! So, we pulled out our table and set dinner up outside. It was a really nice night and we had a good time. Noah ran in to the restroom and came back out to the table and started laughing...and proceeded to let Ben and me know that he locked the back door! NOT A GOOD THING! Our back porch has no way to our back yard and we are fairly high off the ground..high enough that it scared me to think of jumping!! So after sometime trying to pry open the windows we were able to get in and I was able to calmly explain to my jokester of a son that we DON'T LOCK THE DOORS!!!