I locked the baby gate to the steps, closed all of the bedroom doors, and put her books and friends (Bobo, Elmo, and Blanky) in the upstairs hallway. I turned the music up loudly in the bedroom so that she could still hear it, and explained that Mommy was going to take a shower and she should sit here and read. Simple enough.
I closed the bathroom door (that also has a childproof door knob cover) and hopped in the shower. Somewhere between the shampoo and soap, I hear a tapping on the bathroom door and Madeline yelling, "Mama?"
"Yes," I answered. "Mama is in the shower and will be done in a few minutes. Go read your books."
Silence.
I smile, thinking what a good girl I have. Thirty seconds later, the outer shower curtain begins to peel back, and looking up at me with big eyes and a smile, the baby says, "hello."
It freaked me out. I still have no clue how she got in there. It was straight out of a horror movie. I skipped the conditioner and jumped out of the shower as quickly as I could. My heart still pounds just typing this!
Tomorrow, I think I will try again, only this time, I will lock the bathroom door! I have a Houdini on my hands--hmm...I think I will also have to look into magic camp...



