$200 bucks! Yikes!

Here's my story:

Chicago. Winter time. Karen is 3. Brothers are at school. Mommy goes out the front door to take out the trash. Being the helpful girl she is, Karen reaches up and locks the deadbolt.

Mommy comes back up the steps and realizes the door is locked. Peeks in. Sees Karen peering back at her from the other side of the door. "Unlock the door, Karen!" Karen smiles and laughs. "Turn the latch, Karen!" Karen giggles. More pleading. More giggling. More frustration. More delight.

In desperation, Mommy goes down the stoop and looks for a brick. Finding one, she peeks back through the door glass and says, "Back up, Karen!" Karen, finally obedient, disappears into the kitchen. "Good!" thinks Mommy.

Mommy lifts the brick, and SMASH, breaks the window. Karen comes running back, followed close on her heels by Daddy, who had just come in through the back door with his key!

Karen