The Boy is an excellent door closer, and he is always eager to prove that to anyone in the house. The problem that arises is that he only really likes to close doors when someone other than him is about to walk through the door. It usually goes like this: The Wife or I mention that we need to go into the kids' bedroom, for whatever reason. The Boy hears this, and runs as fast as his tiny 2-year-old legs will allow him, into the bedroom before we get there. The Boy then stands behind the almost-closed door, looking at us with his cute, blue, diabolical eyes. As soon as we get within a millimeter or so of entering the bedroom, he slams the door in our face, and runs into the safe inner sanctum of his bunk bed. This scene has been repeated in pretty much every room in our house, at one time or another. As cute as this scenario sounds, it generally is not thought of as all that cute by the Wife and I, who would rather not have doors slammed in our faces on a regular basis. We are currently at work in our Mommy & Daddy War Room, trying to figure out a way to combat this dilemma.
|Imagine this, times 4 billion, and you'll have a good idea of what it looks like outside our front door. Image courtesy of the Orkin Company|