I was sitting on the couch last night while Bob was at work and I heard a ruckus from the downstairs bathroom. Ellie ran upstairs and yelled "Mom, Shannon is stuck in the bathroom".
I went down and tried to convince her to open the door but with her being almost three and laughing, it didn't go so well. I waited and waited. I started wondering how long I could leave her in there without Children's Services doing an investigation.
I called Bob. He ignored me. I called his work and he figured there was blood involved. I think he was disappointed to learn that Shannon was stuck in the bathroom.
I then tried to pry open the door with his encouragement from the phone. That didn't go so well.
He was pretty convinced she could get out on her own. I was doubtful. He then hung up on me.
I said "Shannon, do you want to make Brownies?" The door opens and Shannon walks out singing "I freeeeee".
Just another day.