My poor babies

A friend stopped over this evening. Abigail and Isabella were playing in the house with one of Paula's daughters while we were outside talking and watching the toddlers and older kids play. Paula had to run inside for tissue, and when she came out she commented that the girls were playing really quietly. About 15-20 minutes later, Abigail peeks outside of the back door, sweaty and disheveled, crying and looking excited. We ran in to see what was up.

The toy room closet has shelves in it, starting around 2' off the ground. The girls had taken all of the toys out of the bottom, all three got inside (it's maybe a yard long and a little over a foot wide) and then, for some unknown reason, they shut the door. It's a regular room door, not a bifold door. They were trapped inside because they couldn't reach up far enough to get to the doorknob. They were shouting for us, but since we were outside, we couldn't hear them. Apparently they were in there "a long, long, long, long time" according to Abigail and Isabella. We know it was at least 15-20 minutes. They found a stick and tried reaching under the door to open it (? kid logic). Then they tried reaching the knob, but couldn't. Finally they hit upon the plan of Isabella and Paula's daughter pushing the bottom shelf up while Abigail reached for the doorknob. It worked, and they were freed. Abigail came running out to let us know what happened.

At first, they were so happy to be out that they weren't even upset. Once they started talking to us, though, they started crying. That must have been so scary! I'm thankful that there were three of them in there, not just say Isabella, or it would have been a lot scarier.

I can't believe they would get in there and close the door! What were they thinking?????