I was brushing my teeth in the bathroom this morning, when I heard a door slam. Evie was alone in her bathroom with the door closed, and she began calling for me. "Mommy! Mommy! Mommy!"
I walked down the hall and opened the door. It was pitch black. She'd locked herself in but was unable to turn the handle to let herself out! I turned on the light. Evie looked up at me and said "I need privacy, Mommy," and closed the door right in my face.
Isn't it a little early for teenage drama?
5 hours ago