Wednesday, April 30, 2008

Locked Out of the House

Before I moved, I had to take a ride around my estate.


I had to go on the swing



check out the playground



and even lounge at the clubhouse.



All because, for the first time, we locked ourselves out of the house. Our door slams lock.
Guess its good, otherwise we would not have spent so much time around the estate, and appreciate the place. Finally Grandpa R & Grandma B came to unlock for us.
Good fun. Except I was hungry.