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We have a rule in our home…no locking doors.
So when Pippi tattled that Dash was locking doors, I summoned him to repeat our rule.
He listened patiently, but then told me he had a good explanation.
Apparently his little sister was chasing him with a metal pan, and was trying to hit him.  I looked over to see a smiling girl with buck teeth, so I knew it was true.  He explained to me that he usually doesn’t lock doors, but this time, it was “appropriate”.
I agreed.