Yes, Savannah rescued her mom today!
I had just put the girlies down for naps and needed to take out some garbage and since the garbage man hadn't come yet (must have slept in), I had to go to the street. Rather than go through the garage (the girls sleep above it), I went out the front door as I was chatting on the phone with Amy about preschools. To my horror, when I came back, I realized the front door knob was locked!!!!! I was locked out!!! I rang the doorbell, banged the door and yelled through the cracks at Savannah. She's outgrowing naps so she usually comes out after London falls asleep. Nothing. So I went to the backyard - sliding door - locked. Back to the front.
Just when I was about to give up -- it must have been 15-20 minutes of constant ringing the doorbell, banging, and yelling -- I hear Savy's voice. I yell through the door crack for her to come and unlock the door. She comes and -- oops -- locks the deadbolt. Then she can't unlock it. Finally, I realize she can do the sliding door so I tell her to open that and I run around the back. Inside at last! Very traumatic, and very stupid. I can guarantee I learned my lesson on that one.
I'm sure everyone has similar experiences, it's just that not everyone chooses to share them with the whole world! (or maybe I'm just saying that to make myself feel better)