Shut- ins

Yesterday Grace came running up the stairs to tell me that Eleanor had locked herself in the basement bathroom. The lock is not the standard turn-the-knob-unlock-the-door ones like the rest of the house, this one you actually have to turn the lock inside to get out and Eleanor was temporarily trapped. In only took a few seconds for me to find a quarter (to turn the lock like most bathroom stalls) so no one was panicking. But when I came down stairs Grace was standing with her hand on the bathroom door saying, "It's okay. It's okay. I'm here for you, Eleanor."

I'm totally taking credit for that.