I don't know what it is about our family. Or home. Or whatever. But somehow it seems, I find myself in these bizarre situations. Situations that would never fly on a sitcom because they're too far fetched.
Take yesterday morning for instance. I was in my room and Avi came in, closed the door and hopped on my exercise machine. Shortly thereafter I attempted to open my door and found it locked. When I tried to unlock it I found Avi had somehow jammed the button sideways and it would not open. No matter what I tried.
So I called for help.
Enoch came running and I asked him to pick the lock for me (these are important skills...I hope you've
taught all of your children to pick locks- you never know when you will be trapped in your bedroom with a
newly turned four year old).
He tried to no avail. The jam that was preventing me from unlocking door, also prevented him.
Meanwhile, as soon as Avi realized we were locked in the bedroom a look of utter terror came over her face and she began to scream. I've talked about Avi's scream, right? Now imagine being locked in a small 8X9 foot room with that scream. Ow. And not only did she begin to scream, but in utter panic she informed me:
"I am going to jump out the window!" and began desperately trying to claw her way up the wall to the window. "I'm going to jump out! I'm going to jump out!" This girl was experiencing sheer terror. Is it just me, or are there worse things in this world than being locked in a room with me?
I had to physically grab her to prevent her from jumping (by the way, at no moment was her life in danger- she would have ended up on our deck).
I tried desperately to calm Avi, assuring her that we would both climb out the window if it became necessary. Then I asked Enoch for a screwdriver (which he slid under the door), and proceeded to remove the doorknob, so we could get out.
And out we came. Uninjured (except perhaps slightly damaged eardrums and some emotional trauma).
Just another morning in our house.
"Is it just me, or are there worse things in this world than being locked in a room with me?" too funny! Great post today. On our way to a day trip to visit my Mom and Step Dad at their camp site with their new travel trailer.
Posted by: Cool Canadian aka TARA | July 04, 2009 at 07:48 AM
Well, I have yet to meet you, so I can't really verify if there are worse things then being in a room with you. But hilarious story nonetheless.
Posted by: anya | July 04, 2009 at 07:59 AM
I'm sure jumping out a window is worse than your company, though some of the drama was taken out when you said it led to your deck. It's funny(in hindsight) how freaked kids get about random stuff. My son(3) can't stand being in a different room than his blanket. He can go in the car without it, but if he forgets it in his bedroom while going to the living room he runs screaming and crying back to it when he realizes. ???You can leave it at home but not on your bed?
Posted by: Jessica | July 04, 2009 at 10:03 AM
Wow! That is something! You should have gone out the window together just for the adventure!
Happy 4th from Silverdale...
Bridget
Posted by: Bridget | July 04, 2009 at 02:54 PM
That's a strange and very funny story...and you may be right because that never happened at my house!
Posted by: kate | July 04, 2009 at 09:34 PM
What a great story! I have one that can't stand to be shut into small spaces. Elevators are stressful places to be. He turns into a little wild man in small spaces with a closed door and if you open the door he sits right down. I have no idea what that is about. Anyhoo, I am sure it was not your company that made her want to jump.
Blessings,
Dawn
Posted by: Dawn | July 05, 2009 at 05:29 AM
My daughter went around shutting and locking the doors for yrs, while NO ONE Was in the room. I became an expert lock picker, which was good bc one day she locked the BABY that I was keeping LOOSE in a bedroom with small toys and books that she wasnt even allowed in! While I felt like a horrible babysitter for not noticing the newly walking baby heading down the hall with my deviant 4 yr old, I used my good lock picking skills I picked up during her locking year. Only one book was partially eaten.
Your story is funnier, and slightly scarrier in Avi's mind I am sure... But oddly enough this sounded like a story that COULD happen in my house due to my daughters enjoyment of locks.
Posted by: Jo Abair | July 05, 2009 at 06:08 AM
Yes, that has happened in my house too! :0)
LOL
Posted by: Mary | July 05, 2009 at 09:28 AM
Okay, this had me literally laughing, Renee. The whole Avi-is-terrified-and-screaming part. Because, like you, I would be like: "Um, is it really so bad to be in a room with mama for awhile?!" Hilarious.
Posted by: Stacy | July 05, 2009 at 06:37 PM
Sweet Avi! Never a dull moment in your house!
Posted by: Kate Alva | July 05, 2009 at 07:11 PM