
An interesting side note to Kurt fixing the grass: While he was working, and Jolie and I were admiring his work, Olivia locked us out of the house. She locked the basement door, I didn't want to walk on the grass to go up the stairs to the back door, the front door was locked, and when I opened the garage the door to the house was locked too. Who could be so vigilant at keeping the doors locked (and so prevent children from escaping)?? I wonder.
I pounded on the front door, but Austin and Nyah were upstairs and either couldn't hear or couldn't be bothered to come see what was going on. Dade didn't even have the decency to bark at the front door like he normally does to alert Austin and Nyah that someone was there. That's what I get for being the only person he doesn't bark at. Olivia came up from the basement, but only stared at me through the window. Apparently she can lock doors, but can't unlock them.
In the end I used the board Kurt had been using to cross the grass to the stairs, and fortunately found the back door unlocked. What a lovely Sunday morning adventure!!