Either that or I feel I will harm her LOL

She is sick again. I left her on the couch watching Dora while I ran to do laundry. The laundry room is on the same floor, one door down. I left the doors open. I heard her call for me, then my door slam. She locked me out of the apartment!!!!

I kept telling her through the door for her to turn the top lock. She kept saying: "you do".

So I went outside in cold weather and no shoes trying to see if I can get the screen window off. She then unlocks the door.

If she was not so darn cute...

My little guy did this once. Once and once only that he wouldn't let me inside again. (he's tried locking me out but doesn't leave me outside now because HE KNOWS)

I took all of his toys boxed them up and put them in the garage for a month. That was the one and only time he EVER locked me out and laughed about it. I never walk outside without a key and when I do I worry now. Its part of his compulsions to lock the door...still....when I bang on it to be let in (with key in my pocket) he runs to let me in now.

He did not enjoy having not one little car or even a lego for a month.

aw how cute but not so cute lol

Oh boy, that soo funny - I guess I have something to look forward to with my little girl - And i bet it wont be so funny when it happens to me... =)

I am able to laugh about it now. I did not punish. She did not do it out of spite. I did explain to her not to do it. I also will carry my keys with me from now on.

Little stinker.

I tried to fix this solution by reversing the locks so my children could not lock me out of any rooms. It did not last long, They started locking each other in rooms. So now I have no rooms with locks including the bathroom which is not a solution either because now they think that they can go into any room at any time.

I think it kids controlling parents syndrome!

My grandmother rents a cottage from her friend each summer and last summer my sister, my son and I got there before my aunt and grandmother. I called my aunt and she told me that the lady usually leaves the door unlocked but it wasn't then the key was under something. We were unloading our stuff and my son was trying to burn off some energy after being in the car for almost 3 hours. He kept running in and out so the screen door would slam each time, it was driving me crazy. My son had just came out to help my sister and I was on my way in when the screen door was locked, it was one of those hook lock's. And of course the back door was still locked. So with all the slamming of the door it had some how locked. Boy did I feel funny when I had to find a window that would open that I could put my son through so he could go and unlock the back door. He didn't do it on purpose so I didn't punish him but he was also a little scared so I told him to stay in the house just in case even though I had the back door unlocked.

That is so funny! Back when my 3 kids were little hellians they went and grabbed a 2 lb bag of M&Ms off the counter went in the den and locked the door. They were 2 , 2, and 3yrs old at the time. I went out and looked in the window and there they were sitting on the floor with 2 lbs of M&M's all in a big pile on the floor. They were giggling and laughing while stuffing there faces with there stolen booty of candy. It took me 45 minutes to jimmy the lock on the door all while pleading with them to unlock it themselves. As I entered the room they all stood up and offered me a messy hand full of half melted M&M's while sporting sad chocolate faces as they knew that I was upset with them. As soon as I burst into laughter they knew how to control me forever!

Alright. So I'm going to tell this story but I'm not proud of it! When my son was about three I was trying to discipline him with timeouts. I do timeouts in his bed as I feel he tends to calm down and it gets me some seperation from him. I would put him in his bed and he would keep coming out of his room. I was determined not to spank but was having a hard time figuring out how to get him to "fear" me. (maybe respect is a better word) On one particular frustrating day I threatened to take his doorknob off as it was loose (We lived in a 100 year old house with original hardware) and sometimes fell off. So finally I did it. I stood outside the door and he screamed bloody murder for about 30seconds then I went in and got down on my knees and explained that I was in charge and he needed to listen to me. He stopped crying and said OK then suddenly ran out of the room and slammed the door shut. I was perplexed at his actions until I suddenly realized that he had locked me in the room!! I sat in the room and laughed so hard I almost wet myself. It was then I realized that he may be smarter then me. I never took the doorknob off again but threatened a couple of times.

John

Isn't it humbling when our 3 year olds are smarter than us.

LOL