Locked
I just discovered that my bedroom door has a functioning lock on it. I am very happy about this discovery. I can now send myself to my own room for a time-out and not have the Big O barge in on me while I'm trying to resist the urge to hurt him.
posted by Lady Steed at 11:45 AM
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We have one of those toddler-deterrent doorknobs on our bedroom for the same reason. And because our computer is in here too. Sometimes enforced solitude is a good thing for everyone involved.
we have no lock, but i can jam the door shut enough that he can't open it.
and part of me enjoys his screaming displeasure.
'sposita-- I too seem to relish in the Big O's screams of displeasure. I am glad to know I am not alone in this.
Foxy-- Do you get 'solitude' when you but S-Boogie away? If so, how DO you do it. It's wonderful to be alone for a few moments, but it is heaven to be alone and have it be quiet.
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