A new lesson learned...

This morning I was feeling very ambitious, so I decided to clean all of the windows across the back of the house.  They were REALLY dirty because they haven't been cleaned since last summer.  I went outside and sprayed off all the windows and removed all the screens, and then scrubbed and squeegeed.  Ava was having a great time yelling at me through the windows, and even licked the door from the inside.  I clean 'em, she IMMEDIATELY messes them up.   The dogs were inside taking a nap, and Ava was playing by herself.  When I got to the 3rd dining room window, I noticed that the gate to the kitchen was open.  (we have a gate up to keep the puppies locked up on the tile)  I knocked on the window, hoping to see a dog run out of the dog bed.  No such luck.  I then heard a happy squeal and realized that Ava and the dogs were chasing each other through the house.  Sure enough, I then see Ava on the couch and Tucker take a leap from one couch to another.  I ran to the door, and to my great surprise, it was locked.  I knocked on the door and Ava let out a huge happy squeal/laugh and ran.  I had my cell phone with me, so I called the home phone and started talking to her on the answering machine.  

Me: AVA!!! Let me in!

Ava: NOOOOO!!!!!

Me:  Ava, go unlock the door right. now. (in my best mean mommy voice, of course)

Ava:  No mommy.  You cwean da windows some mowe.

I gave up, realizing that she was having way too much fun with this.  I walked around the house to the front door, of course it was locked too.  I rang the doorbell and heard a small voice yell "come in", but she never answered the door.  I rang again, and this time she came to the door after yelling "come in".  She had a very devious smile on her face and still refused to let me in.  Using the trusty cell phone again, I called mom.  Why, you ask?  Because the only thing that Ava enjoys more than being devious is talking to Grammy, Papa Joe, Bruce, and Granny Jan on the phone.  

Me:  Ava, guess who I'm talking to on the phone?

Ava:  BWUCE!!!

Me:  No, it's Grammy.  She wants to talk to you.

Ava:  OK mommy, I'll wet you in.  I can't unwock da doi (door, for those of you who haven't had Ava-ese yet)

Me:  You're turning it the wrong way.  Turn it the other way.

Ava:  Ok mommy.  

The door opens, and I hand her the phone.

"Hi Gwammy!  I wocked mommy outside!"

A little note to all the mommies......hide a key outside, or for goodness sake, give one to a neighbor!  Preferably a neighbor who is a homebody. :)