bad mom

this afternoon while owen was busy playing trains in his room i jumped in the shower for a much needed scrub. let me preface this by saying that all of the downstairs doors have top-locks and the office has an owen-proof handle and owen's pretty good about letting me know if he needs anything.

so, scrub scrubbing away and owen comes in my room: "mom, do you want to say hi to molly and stella?".

and i think, oh no, neighbors at the door so i tell owen: "well, mommy's still in the shower so tell them we'll come out in ten minutes."

so owen walks away.

scrub, scrub, uhoh. wait a minute. how would owen tell them that. all the windows are closed, doors are locked. . . so i quickly jump out of the shower, grab a towel (meanwhile my phone is ringing) and run out the front door--which is WIDE OPEN! and i remember that i had moved michael's car because of street sweepers and came back through the garage and i never re-latched the door!

now i'm running outside in my towel and there's owen down the street, on the sidewalk with sierra sitting right next to him peering over our neighbor's patio (in the next building over) chatting away.

apparently molly saw owen walking down the street, when she didn't see me called, but reportedly owen stayed on the sidewalk and sierra just sat down between him, going back once to the house and then came right back by his side. when owen came home with toweled mommy and i asked him why he would go out the front door without mommy he innocently replied, "but i asked you." and well, he did.