The door chain

Andrew has figured out how to open the front door. Because of this, and the fact that he rarely sleeps all the way through the night, there is now a chain on the door as well, high enough to be out of Andrew's reach, and fairly high even for me (though I'm only 5'2" so that's not so terribly high). It's shiny and new, so of course it gets Andrew's attention.

He doesn't have a problem with the chain lock. On the contrary, he appears to think it's a pretty cool item. The first time he saw me lock it, he instantly wanted to be part of what I'm sure looks like a wonderful experience. :)

So now, when we come home, Andrew closes the door, turns on the light, and then needs to be picked up, so HE can put the chain on the door. It doesn't matter if we're just inside for a moment, or even if we just came in to use the potty or something trivial. When that door closes, the chain gets locked. At least we're safe, right? hehe