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Saturday, August 18th, 2007I feel so horrible Peanut has just recently learned how to open up doors. Our house does not have regular doorknobs, just fancy looking door handles, so I can’t put those safety rings on them. I always keep the deadbolt locked anyway. Well, today, I locked the porch door and the front door is gated off, but I didn’t lock the door to the garage. I didn’t even think to lock it. I sat Peanut down on the couch to watch Dora so I could shampoo the carpet in my bedroom, in the back of the house. After about 10 minutes, I went to check on Peanut and I could hear this pounding on my front door. The mailman had my daughter. She had gone out the door to the garage and my husband had left the actual garage door open. She couldn’t have been out there long, her feet weren’t even dirty, but still, she could have gotten hit by a car or kidnapped.
I was in shock when I took her from the mailman I closed the door and then sat down an cried. I called my father so he could scream at me, I just felt so horrible. I can’t believe I let that happen. So now I’m off to Walmart to buy new doorknobs and I called the post office to let the mailman’s boss know that he is a hero.
I can’t believe she got out of the house. My poor Peanut. I don’t deserve to be her mom.



