Locked out of the house. Banished to the backyard.
We could survive 15 minutes though, right? Until the munchkins' mama came home. Right?
And then, munchkins' mama realized she didn't have her house key either.
And munchkins' papa was out of town.
And the only available spare key took 2 hours of driving to track down.
A mutiny of grumbling stomachs and peed-on-carseats ensued.
I'm assuming you can tell who did what.
I still love my Thursdays though.