Early one morning, 5:50am to be exact. Mason was up because Porter had pulled a blanket out from beneath him and woken him up. When I came out of the room, Mason had a big smile on his face and he said he wanted to show me something. He walked me down the stairs and points to the open storage door. Then matter of factly he says, "The lock keeps opening and we can keep sneaking food."
"The lock keeps letting us get food. It keeps opening."
David and I had put a lock on the laundry/food storage room so that the boys wouldn't be able to keep getting food whenever they wanted. Well, Mason was so proud of himself to be able to get in there and still get food.
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