The Closer
Jan 25th, 2008 by Tana
When I think of a “closer,” I think of the guy comes in after everyone has done all this negotiating and seals the deal.
But that’s not what this post is about.
No, we have this cute little boy who has discovered the joy of closing doors. Such fun it is!
And he’ll play nicely for quite a while behind the closed door (which is usually in his bedroom, which is theoretically “safe”).
But then I’ll hear this sweet little coo that means, Mommy, I’m tired of playing by myself. Please let me out. [Wish you could hear it!]
Then he sees the open door and is unable to resist the opportunity to close it. Such fun it is!
And we repeat the whole scenario all over again. And again. And again. And again.
These are the days…
I had one of those, too. Only he didn’t just close the doors…he SLAMMED them. I’m glad that phase is well past!