Will we ever imerge from

Lock down??

This is a question that has plagued me for years. And I am seriously beginning to think I may never return from the land of lock down.

Let me just give you a run down of a few of the items that are in lock down around here:
-Food. We have locks on the fridge and the pantry. The reason for these locks are two fold. First, we have a two year old -nuff said. Secondly, my older children will literally eat every snackish morsel they can get their hands on in mind boggling record breaking time. Trust me--I do feed them...a lot!
-Office Supplies. We lock down spare notebooks, spare scissors, spare pens, spare pencils, spare post it notes, spare glue sticks, spare colored pencils, spare crayons--you name it, it's under lock and key. I like to stock pile all of these things when they are on sale, crazy how quickly they disappear if left available to the masses.
-My room. Grant has a serious fetish with my make up right now. He also really enjoys a good roll of toilet paper, but it's mostly the make up thing that's the problem. I also have issues with a few other items that seem to go missing a lot-such as my tweezers. Why? I don't know.
-Audrey's room. Grant has discovered that she always has some sort of candy-stash some where in there and if you dig through enough stuff, you are bound to find it.
-The computer. These little stinks are like vultures when it comes to the computer. If it is left unlocked for a moment they are all clambering to get at it.
-Grant. He climbed out of his cage- eerr, I mean crib- the other day. What am I going to do without this option? His sleep is a very valuable commodity to me.

I am quite literally the gate keeper. And today two of my children are in solitary confinement--it never seems to end.*

Some day they will be grown and gone and I will miss all my little chick-a-dee's dearly, but I can assure you I will not miss the lock down days. Sure, I may look back on this and laugh. Frankly, it's laughable right now--that's just it--it is totally ridiculous!! The day will come, my friends, when I no longer carry multiple keys in my pocket on a daily basis and that will be a joyful day for Farmgirl.

*side note: The teenager was told this morning he would be spending the day in his room and that I would be bringing him his meals. After we left him he got his sister to deliver a message: Ask Mom if she is going to keep her promise and bring me breakfast in bed? What a Punk!*