Locksmiths, time-outs, and impromptu naps

Ah, Xander, Xander, Xander.  Smart, sweet, and exceedingly curious... in both the best and worst of ways.

At one point over the weekend, Ari was napping in the kids' room, and Jonathan and I were talking in the bedroom.  Xander felt left out, so came to hang out with us.  We paid him some attention, then went back to talking.

Our child apparently was bored.

Now, both the door to our bathroom and the door to the toilet area (we have a European-style bathroom), have push-button locks.  Meaning, when you push the button and pull the door behind you, it locks.  Usually this happens when one is inside the room, so you can unlock the door and get out.  But if you're Xander, it's much more interesting to experiment and lock the door behind you as you leave.

When Jonathan and I realized that we were locked out of two rooms of our house, we weren't happy.  To say the least.  We've told the kids not to play with the doors before, and had given Xander multiple warnings as we were talking that afternoon.

Suffice it to say, Xander was put on time-out.  And as Ari was still sleeping in their room, which is their usual quiet time/ time-out spot, he had to sit on the living room couch.

Thank goodness my husband used to be a locksmith, because he went to the garage, got some tools, and in five minutes flat had picked both locks.

Then he went back to see Xander.

The kid was so deeply asleep he was snoring.