Poor Hope, she had a rough day yesterday - went to the bathroom downstairs and twisted the lock on the door and yup, got locked in there. I tried talking her to get the catch released to no avail, I headed to the garage for the tool kit. I remember Emma doing the same thing shortly after we moved to Abingdon. I got the casing off, then the handle and I could see Hope in the bathroom, I would of loved to have taken a picture thru the hole but she kept tearing up saying she was going to miss me being locked in the bathroom forever. It took me a little while to remember how to trip the catch and we kept telling her funny stuff to make her laugh and alas I got her out. Whew.
sorry no picture, I just couldn't do it to her - but that doesn't mean it can't still go on record here in the blog.
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