Locked Out

It's a funny thing when something you've taught your children to do comes around and bites ya.

I'm an auto locker by nature.  It's just who I am.  When I get home I lock the door.  When I get out of my car I lock my doors.  And I've spent many years training my family (not auto lockers by nature) to lock doors. 

Well, what's been happening a lot lately is we'll be outside with the chickens and one of my family members will go in before I'm ready to leave.  So when I am ready to go in, I'm utterly and completely locked out of my house...because, darn it, those guys of mine have truly internalized my locking lessons.

Do I complain?  Nope...but I do bang on the door loudly.

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