... could end up in one like this:
Yes, that is a view into one of our bathrooms. Everyone is fine ... the door is the true victim in the end. Long story short, I was out for the night and Riley shut herself in the bathroom at lightening speed and pulled open a vanity drawer that kept the door from being able to be opened. Thankfully, Kevin was smart in how he reacted, first drilling a 'peep hole' into the lower portion of the door (knowing where Riley was by the sounds of what she was doing, of course, and knowing he wouldn't harm her) so that he could keep tabs on her as he broke through the top portion of the door.
I am thrilled that I am able to chuckle at the smashed door, realizing how convenient it is to holler for toilet paper now. "Toilet paper, please!" This could have been a very different post and I thank the Lord that isn't the case. I am also happy I haven't pushed so hard for those solid wood doors ... yet. =)
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