turn the rectangle

This past week went pretty well considering we dealt with T being away, J having diarrhea, and the twins locking me out of the house.

I was "proving a point" by saying the typical 'clean up your toys, we're leaving, mommy's leaving, OK, here I go..........' I went into the garage and opened the garage door, suddenly I heard a horrible "CLICK" on the door that connects the garage to the house.

K2 had turned the deadbolt from inside the house.

While I was IN. THE. GARAGE.

He had no idea what he had done, only that now HE couldn't open the door.....

I kept yelling for them to unlock the door, and all I heard was "I can't Mommy" and the wiggling of the door knob.

I ran to my neighbor J's house and (pretty much screamed in panic) asked her to call the MP's.

I came back to the house and called M over to the door. I told her to "get the stool" and I heard her run over and come back with it..... Then I told her to "TURN. THE. RECTANGLE."

At last the wonderful OTHER "CLICK" occurred.

* sigh of relief *

T was home for the weekend and left this afternoon, so we are in week two of five of T being away during the week days.

This weekend we struggled a bit with some adoptive family stuff. (purposefully vague).

Tonight though, as I was saying prayers with the kids....... K2, for the first time said "In Jesus Name" when he ended his prayer..... J ...... His prayer was very short tonight (and for those of you who know him, you know he is a talker)... it was simply,

"Dear God,
Thank you for always forgiving me.
In Jesus name,
Amen."

And that moment filled me completely.

xo
K.