Only the Wacky Wells Family!

Yeah...so...as I was saying...

We had taken the kids upstairs to decide on rooms...the truck was still packed...our dog was still in the car...we hadn't brought ONE thing in yet.

So Fred had the idea to put each child in a room and then tell them that was their room...great idea, right? Well, not so much when you have a 2 year old OBSESSED with closing doors!

That, in and of itself, wouldn't have been a bad deal...but, the last tenants were college students. They put keyed-locks on each door...didn't leave the keys...and the landlord hadn't even realized they had done this.

So anyway, True shuts the door and locks himself in. We try every conceivable, possible way to tell him to unlock it, open it but he doesn't understand...and by now, he's getting hysterical.

We call "L" and ask him if there are keys stashed somewhere...that's when he learns the knobs had been changed! He tells us he'll call a locksmith for us...but Fred thinks he can do something so we tell him no thank you.

Fred gets a screwdriver...he tries breaking the nob off...prying the door open...even breaking the door down but nothing works.

True is on the second floor with a window that was painted shut recently...no luck there either. Besides worrying how upset True was and if medically, he was going to be okay after getting this hysterical, I keep replaying the persnickety wife in my head shaking her finger at me!

So we call a locksmith, although I felt certain on a Saturday that it would take them forever to get there and have no idea how we will pay for it after emptying the wallet to pay the landlord the hour before. We call and they aren't allowed to do anything when children are involved and tell us to call the Fire Department.

So yeah...we call the FD and they come right over and use this prying-vice-kinda-thingie to break the door jamb.

But True's free and mommy does NOT want to let him go! The Fire Department gets familiar with our house right away and its not even Gaige who needs rescuing! We owe the landlords a new door!

oh...and we still gotta start unpacking that blasted truck...by ourselves...will the fun ever end???