When Door Locks Attack

Here's the punch line of this story - the lock that my father-in-law Doug worked so hard to install last week on our front door (think hotel-style latch for super safety) is the "now defunct lock Doug worked so hard to install."

Here's what caused Max and me to be out front in our jammies for 45 minutes this morning: We waved bye to Matt as he left for Richmond this morning. I closed the front door and locked and latched it. Then we played for a couple hours. Finally, it was time for a bath and a nap, but before we went to do that I thought I'd take Max out to the deck to look for planes. We are in the flight path for Dulles airport so there's almost always a plane to see. I proceeded to close the sliding glass door when all of the sudden, the safety bar fell from the standing position into the horizontal position, locking us out from the back. I frantically hoped that I hadn't latched the lock on the front door and peered through the SGD to see, yes I had. So, after a few words that I hadn't planned on teaching Max were muttered under my breath, I rushed down the deck stairs praying I hadn't locked that door. ARRRGGHHH, yes I had. When did I become so diligent with our personal safety??????????? Then I remembered I had placed a lock box with a spare key on the fence, so I congratulated myself for doing something right and got that and prayed that the safety latch had miraculously jumped off. No such luck, but at least I had 2-3 inches of room to work with.

I swallowed any pride I had left and went to my next door neighbor's house and they spent 45 minutes helping in any way they could. Just when I thought a call to the locksmith or maybe even the non emergency police was inevitable, Sam (my neighbor/hero who I had only met in passing prior to this morning) was able to get the latch off by pounding it with a wrench. There's a nice messed up patch in the wood from all of that, but it was cheaper than a locksmith and got Max and I back inside much more quickly. Oh and Max also had a nice smelly dirty diaper while we were out there. But I guess I don't care as much about my car as I do my house, because my car was unlocked and I was able to find a diaper and some wipes in it. See, I knew my messy car would pay off eventually!

So that was our adventure this morning. Hope your morning was better than mine!

First Hair Cut & 12 Month Stats!

Before: I don't know why people were starting to say, "Oh, she's so cute!"

After: Definitely a boy!

We went to Cartoon Cuts and he did great. They gave us a certificate for his baby book as well as a little Ziploc bag of his curls to keep. It took all of about 5 minutes to take him from baby to little boy. Thankfully the stylist left the curls in the back! Here are some more pictures of our playtime today.

We also went to the doctor for Max's 1 year check up today. He weighed in at 25 lbs (up from 22 lbs at 9 months) and 30.5 inches. He was in the 75th percentile for everything. Way to be consistent little guy!

Another Birthday Shot

Mommy & Daddy with the birthday boy. Doesn't he look thrilled?