Handyman

Okay, I've had it. Today at nap time, Danny threw the usual fit about not wanting to go to bed. I attempted to lock his door, and it is now so warped that it won't lock. Plan A foiled. I proceeded to execute Plan B, which is to hold the door closed while he has his fit. This was working well, I thought, until his little fingers came out from under the door to grab my foot. So, I put him back to bed, and go to Plan C (moving my feet so that he can't see them). A minute later, I hear his toy Black and Decker drill, and he's saying "Take screw out, Mommy pwee" and he's drilling the door! I am in SO much trouble with this one.