Again I tried to lock Gracie and Ryker out of my room and again I failed. (I needed to organize clothes and they were definitely not helping.) I was dying laughing because of all the things Gracie said to try to get me to open the door. "I need a hug, Mommy." "I weally need a hug!" "Fight for Mommy, Wyker!" "We can do it. Twy as hard as you can!" And, alas, the door opens. Somehow, some way Gracie opened the door with a chopstick. Coleton still doesn't believe me on this one, but that's what she had in her hand.
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