Locked doors...

I recall once when my mother told me that she had locked herself in the bathroom just to eat a candy bar and have a moments peace. I thought, "how funny?" And today I was doing the very same thing minus the candy bar. I locked the bathroom door as I heard echoes of "Where's Mommy?," "Mommy where are you?," and "Why do you have the door locked?" I just sat there quietly for just a few minutes, took a deep breather then unlocked the door to finish the day. Despite how crazy it might sound...it worked. I felt better and managed to get most of the house tidy enough for guest this evening. Thank goodness for door locks!