She Saved the Day

UGH!  It was one of those mornings.

Cam was perched in his highchair, combing strawberry jam through his "barely-there hair."  He was playing a rousing game of "Throw-the-Waffles-Onto-The-Floor-And-Score-Extra-Points-For-Beaning-Lilly-In-The Head-With-Them."  Lilly was squawking like an eagle and insisting on eating Oreos for breakfast.  I had had it up to my eyeballs!

"Kids," I said, "we are going outside to get the wiggles out!"  Lilly was shaking a milk carton bird feeder--a preschool project--like a rattle.  I got an idea.

"Better yet, let's finally hang the bird feeder in the backyard," I said.  ("Any activity to get you to stop acting like hyenas," I thought.)  I was met with a chorus of "yipees" and "hoorays" as the kids scrambled for their shoes.

Now, it must be said that I have a sliding glass door that leads to the backyard.  We have a large wooden dowel--that serves as a "security bar"--wedged horizontally between the door that slides and the frame.  Simply, it serves as an additional (albeit makeshift) lock for added home safety.  When the dowel is down, the door will not open.

I propped the dowel up (vertically) in the door frame, slid open the back door, and shooed the kids on through.  Once we were all outside, I turned to slowly slide the door shut again. 

And that's when I heard a clunk.  I could see our "security bar" being "oh-so-secure" at a 45 degree angle; snugly resting between the frame and the door.  Somehow, it had toppled over.

Panic, panic, panic!  I pushed the door!  Nothing.  Not even a smidgen of a budge.  Nothing but an inch of open space I could barely stick my nose in.  I was starting to sweat, and I could feel the refreshingly cool whisper of my AC through that blasted crack!  I could see my front door through the glass.  Locked.  I could see my keys on the table.  Taunting me.  I could see my cell phone sitting next to my keys--equally taunting me.  AAHHH!!

CRAPPITY-CRAP-CRAP!  I was locked out.

I quickly took "inventory" of myself and my kids:

Wearing dirty pajamas?  Check.
Bird feeder in hand?  Check
Messy face and disheveled hair in need of a shampooing?  Check

Wearing a sticky and crusty pajama top?  Check. 
No bottoms, just a saggy diaper?  Check.
Looking like a poor miscreant?  Check

Mama Leisha 
Polka dot pajama pants?  Check.
Mismatched t-shirt?  Check.
Teeth in major need of a brushing?  Check.
No bra, no makeup, and bed head?  Check, check, check.

What to do?  What to do?  I picked up Cam, fluffed my hair, grabbed Lilly's hand, took a deep breath, put my chin up,  and said, "We need to get some help.  We are going to Amanda's house."

To make a long story short, Amanda saved the day!  She welcomed me into her home with all the kindness a true friend can muster.  She let my kids play, she let me borrow her broom (which was used in my attempt to jimmy the kitchen window open), and she let me use her phone (when the broom failed to work)!  I called James at his office and he happily and willingly (har, har) left a work meeting to drive home and unlock the front door for us.  (McHubby:  Well...this is to be expected.  Mama Leisha:  What on earth do you mean by that?!?!  McHubby:  You ARE accident prone.  Mama Leisha:  You love me.)

Here's how I know my sweet Amanda is a true friend--She didn't judge me for being bra-less and ugly!  She didn't even bat an eye when she saw that my children looked like vagabonds.  She offered her car, in case I needed to drive to James' office to pick up our house key.  She never made me feel dorky about my predicament.  (She never would.)  We laughed about the whole ordeal.  We had a good chat while we waited for James.  She told me that my bedhead was cute.  (HELLO!!  TRUE FRIEND!)

And she offered me a cold Diet Pepsi and a candy bar.  Which I gratefully took.

I think I'll get locked out tomorrow.    


  1. I am so in love with your blog. You have a special way of making me feel normal again, haha. What a true friend you have there; so um ... can I borrow her like ... forever? I thoroughly enjoyed this post Mama Leisha. You're my hero! :)


  2. AWWWW Aleisha!!! This made my day! You can get locked out of your house any day!!! Or better yet, you can just come over every morning and we can have cold diet pepsi's and chocolate!!! I LOVE YOU friend!!! Love, Amanda

  3. OMG I would have been FREAKING OUT!! And you know what, that's exactly how we always look when something happens. Our SUV broke down with the kids and I in our "around the house" clothes on the hottest day of the year and by the time my brother got there to help us we resembled a sweaty smelly band of hobos. Last time I locked us out though, I realized just how unsafe my house is. I just tugged on a locked window and it opened. Ummmm...not good. Hubs has since fixed that. Mama Blogaleisha, I looooove your blog. I know I've said it before, but honestly it's the only one that I check religiously. (as in daily. as in stalking.)

  4. What a sweet friend!! I love the way you tell a story and paint such a picture. I could totally imagine this all so perfectly! :) and the fact that she had a diet soda waiting for you...not that wins even extra points ;)
    I bet you looked cute as even, no bra and all hahahaha
    Hope your week is going well, gf!

  5. I was smiling while reading...then read 'saggy diaper' and laughed the whole way to the end!! I'm familiar with saggy diapers! Well actually with a lot of what's in this post....haven't locked myself out yet though!!

    Great post friend!

  6. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA I love this!!! hahahahahaha!!! This is sooo something that would happen to me! With no bra, and filthy kids in tow ;) We have the same "security system" with our sliding door. And there is only one other way into our house - which is ALWAYS locked. I could just see this happening so easily! You have such a sweet neighbor - Now, that's love right there ;) I hope you have a wonderful weekend, and no more lock outs!

    <3 Kelly

  7. That IS a true friend. It's always so good to have people in your life who know you're not perfect and like you anyway.

  8. I am a new follower via GFC from the Social Parade Hop, hope you can stop by my blog and check it out and follow back.

  9. So great to have friends like that. And who in their right mind would turn down a candy bar. :) Following you from the Finding New Friends hop.

  10. Hello!
    I started following you from the Finding New Friends Weekend Blog Hop - Week 21! I am a part of the blog hop. :)
    I'm following your site, Google Friend Connect, Facebook, Twitter, Networked Blogs, etc. if applicable!
    Have a great weekend!

    -Courtney P.

    P.S. I loved this blog entry. It made me smile. It's wonderful to have such great friends! :)

  11. Oh no!! You never fail to amuse me Aleisha lol
    Because reading what you get up to is like looking in on myself haha, being 'twins' halfway across the world from each other, you're doing exactly what I am capable of!
    How you described yourself is usually how I look driving the kids to school - I am SO going to regret it one day lol
    And what are you doing having diet pepsi and candy in the morning?
    It was the morning wasn't it??
    Here's to good friends and neighbours!!

  12. I'm popping in from the blog hop at Nicky's and absolutely love you already with this one post! :) Yah, I know - that's internet 'creepy'! LOL I will definitely be following you...okay, more creepy !LOL

  13. Lol. I dont mean to laugh but I had the same incident several weeks ago. I was about 33ish weeks pregnant with my daughter and the kids were screwing around with the door before we had gone outside *which I didnt know* I closed the door once we got outside and I as I went to go back was locked. Needless to say I had to maneuver my butt through one of the kids' bedroom windows.

    following you from super stalker sunday:)

  14. That's my sister! I know I can always count on her for a cold one. haha.


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