|Tod and Len Halloween 2010...nothing to do with the post
Tod has locked himself out of his car five times since Halloween. He has a knack for doing it when one or both boys are asleep.
Tod: Hey Hol...can you bring me a key, I locked myself out of my car?
Me: Hahahaha okaaaaaaay we're on our way.
Tod: Oh thanks love you.
Me: I love you too.
Tod: Hey...wanna meet for lunch today? I locked myself out of my car again so...
Me: Tod! Ahhhh okay okay I'm coming.
Tod: Hey! Whatcha doing?
Me: Are you locked out again? Tod seriously, what is wrong with you? Three times in a month? How is it possible that you always choose to do this when Larry is napping? Should I wake him up AGAIN?
and on and on and on...
Tod walks through the door at 10 pm and a mysterious truck pulls away from our house.
Me: Who's that?
Me: Why did you just get out of his truck?
Tod: He gave me a ride home...I was locked out again and didn't dare call you.
Me: Oh, cool. Thanks.
Tod gets home from work around 9:30 pm bright red and breathless.
Me: Why are you out of breath?
Tod: I just ran home....locked out again.
He just needed a little tough love.