It's official. I'm an idiot.
Maybe I'm being too hard on myself. I was a little stressed when we were locked out of the house.
Anyway... three things have been pointed out to me.
1. Harper could have opened the back door. He's done it before.
B. Harper could have gotten the key from the living room, where it fell to the floor when my lawn boy dropped it through the mailbox.
III. Maybe there were just the two... but isn't that enough?
In future, I'll not send kids from the block into my house through the doggie door. Where was this logic when I was panicking at 5:15p yesterday?
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