The Great Escape!

Before I start I just want to warn you guys that this is a "get all of my thoughts out and vent" type of post, so forgive me if my thoughts are all over the place. Halloween is my favorite holiday. Always has been, always will be. But once you have kids, it becomes so much more stressful! I bought Quinn a costume a week ago that was SO cute, but when I got it home and on him, it didn't fit. Quinn is so hard to buy costumes for because they're all one pieces and this kid has a ridiculously long torso! So in an attempt to find him a new costume last minute, I went to some halloween store and proceeded to try every stinking costume on him just looking for anything that would work and that he was willing to wear. In the end the only thing he wanted was a harry potter wand so I got that and some harry potter glasses for him. Only problem is now I also have to somehow procure a robe too. Goodness it's so frustrating! Anyway, so in addition to that stressful situtation, my child has decided to become a master of escape! I slept in his bed last night (which I always do when my anxiety is bad, for some reason holding him helps me calm down) and was awoken early in the morning by Jared asking me why I wasn't watching Quinn when I was in the same bed as him. Apparently he had slipped out of my arms and silently walked through the entire house and then downstairs into my sister in laws part of the house where he was searching for cousin Jack. LOL! Now it probably doesn't help that I'm a heavy sleeper, but no joke, this kid is good.... So after that I put Quinn back to bed and locked his door (from the outside so he can't get out... no this was not the first time he snuck out) and then went and fell back asleep in my own bed. An hour or so later I woke up and noticed that I could see Quinn's lamp shining into the hallway. I ran out of my room to find his door open and bed empty. I went to look downstairs to see if he had snuck down again and found the garage door and door to the backyard open. I figured he had gone to let diesel out to go to the bathroom and was out there with him.so I started looking around out there when I heard a knock on the front door. I ran back inside and opened the door to find my nextdoor neighbor holding my child! Apparently he had gone out through our side gate and had been walking up and down our street in the freezing cold with just a t-shirt and shorts ( which by the way is an accomplishment because he hates wearing clothes and is usually naked)! I picked him up and held him trying not to start bawling while I searched for Diesel in our neighborhood before he scared someone half to death. I could not believe that my son had somehow been out in the street for who knows how long and I didn't even notice! His poor hands and feet were so cold and I felt like the worst mother ever! I was beating myself up about it all day going over it in my mind trying to figure out how I had somehow forgotten to lock his bedroom door because I knew better and was always super careful about it. Well later that day I was sitting in my room watching tv while Quinn was taking a nap when I heard the doorknob to his room rattling. I went to double check and make sure his door was locked then went and sat back down. 2 minutes later Quinn comes running into my room! Turns out he figured out how to unlock the door using one of his toys. I felt a lot better knowing I hadn't forgotten to lock his door but I still couldn't believe he had gotten out! Looks like we will be installing another bolt on our doors up where he can't reach it since he already figured out how to take off child proof knobs and unlock doors with a toy. *sigh*

He's lucky he's so stinking cute.

So that's my drama for the day and I'm already feeling a little less stressed now that I've let this all out. Please don't judge me. I'm already judging myself enough for the rest of you. Peace out.

Mariasha