Since we came home with Beth, we’ve been having problems getting Alex to leave his door closed and go to bed. We usually have to put him back to bed anywhere from 2-12 times.

One night last week, after putting him back in for about the 5th time, I went to the bathroom. When I came out, I could hear him messing with the doorknob. So I stood there staring at the door with a stern look on my face. Alex opened the door, looked and me and grinned. Slowly the grin came off his face and he proceeded to close the door in my face. He didn’t come back out that night.

I proceeded to laugh my butt off on my way down the stairs, taking care not to let him hear me.

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