they go digging through drawers looking for the keys. I came down yesterday morning (didn't have time to blog yesterday) to find two sets of keys sitting on the table next to the front door. The boys haven't quite figured out how to not get caught. Yet.
Fortunately, the front door keys were on the mantel (safely out of reach), so a repeat performance was avoided. (Also fortunately, referred to neighbors were out of town, which was why there was no answer at the door!)
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Okay so now you're redeemed a bit...those kids are cr-zazy!
What are the chances this would have happened anyway if Ma T. were home at the time? Just curious!
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