Just came to my bedroom. Guess what? It’s locked!
This is not super-shocking – there are two inhabitants of our house who regularly inhabit the bedroom, for completely different reasons:
If Julius (age 3) is there, he’s found my iPod (or someone else’s) and is holed, playing a game.
Otherwise, it’s Ocean, who’s become very good at giving himself cool-down periods when he gets mad, and likes places that LOCK.
I love these guys!!