Locked out

Yesterday was our first football game of the 2015 season.  I picked Adda up from school and we headed home excited about going to "Daddy's football game!"

I've learned that on game days from 3:10 to kickoff it's balls to the wall with everything there is to do.  Loading bags with snacks and water.  Packing coloring books, crayons, and books.  Getting pjs laid out so that getting ready for bed is quick when we get home.  Eating a good dinner so I don't spend a small fortune at the concession stand.  Getting all our school spirit gear on and fixing lots of hair.  With 4 little ones I have lots of things to take for each one to keep them semi focused in the stands. 

Yesterday when we got home from school I had a few things I needed to finish for a baby shower I'm helping with this weekend and then I was going to get started on my list of things to get us out the door and there for kickoff.  I was doing pretty good until I looked out the front window and saw that my flowers were all about to croak and needed to be watered.  I headed out the front door to water and shortly after Adda and Ella followed right behind me.  As soon as the door closed behind Ella I heard weeping twins.  I asked Ella to go open the door for the twins to come out.  Mom I can't get it open, she said.  So I asked Adda to help Ella open the door.  Mom, it's locked and I can't get it open.  I turned around and said something like "are you freaking kidding me!?!?!?!"

I told you my kids are gonna need counseling.   

I threw the hose and ran to the front door attempting to yank it open, like that was going to help!  I started trying to talk Claire through unlocking the door and she just kept hitting the handle over and over.  Adda and Ella and I were all standing at the door yelling "push it up Claire" and I realized my phone was in my bra! 

That's where I usually store it when I'm in a hurry and my hands are full.

I tried to call Gonzo over and over and he didn't answer.  I tried to call the head football coach and he didn't answer.  I tried to call another coaches wife for her to try and call her husband and she didn't answer.  So, I stood there and thought for a minute about what to do next.  My next thought was to get a neighbor to stand on the porch and watch the twins while I borrowed their car to drive to school and hope that the team had not left for their game yet. 

Then my phone rang and it was Gonzo.  He said, "Hey Babe, what's up!?!?"  I said, I need you to run home because the twins locked us out of the house.  You can imagine what he said next!!  My neighbor walked over while we were waiting for Gonzo and took Adda and Ella back to her house because we were all getting eaten by mosquitos. 

While I stood on the porch hoping I wasn't getting west nile virus from one of the many blood sucking bugs on my legs I snapped a few pictures of the Twinney Twin Twins! 

Trying to talk them through how to unlock the door!

Chloe was thinking, what is she yelling "push it up" for?

Chloe mostly thought this was very funny!

Let me introduce you to Claire!  She enjoys getting into things that a two year old doesn't need to be in.  She also thinks she is more like 10 or so years old.  Claire keeps me very busy!!!

 

I hadn't thought about blogging this because my thoughts were filled with curse words and sweaty pits!  Before my sweet neighbor walked off with Adda and Ella she said, "I hope you are gonna blog about this!"

 

We got to the game before kickoff.  I didn't see the kickoff , but we were there!  That is ALL that matters at this point in my life!  Grateful for a WIN after a craaaaaazy afternoon!