The Crocodile

Troy is now officially tall enough and strong enough to open doors. He can reach up, grip the knob, and turn it. He found out that I had kept a few more dinosaur toys in the closet of the spare room, rather than giving them to him on his birthday. My intent was to pull one out every once in a while as he got bored of the ones he had.

I had given him a very large dinosaur that looked very much like a crocodile, and he was content to spend the rest of the day chomping his jaws closed and saying, “oh-dile.” I didn’t realize that he had followed me into the spare room and watched me get the dinosaur. And this afternoon, I found him standing in the closet, pointing up at the shelf where the dinosaurs were, and saying, “Dino.”

He had opened the door to the spare room and opened the door to the closet. I shooed him out, closed both doors again, and he immediately turned around to head back in. I saw him open both doors with ease. So, I guess now if I want to keep him out of places, I’m either going to have to lock the doors, or I’m going to have to invest in those plastic things that go around the knobs. I’m just afraid that my wife and I won’t be able to operate the plastic things either!

My first thought was that this is going to make hiding his Christmas gifts more difficult. I had just closed the door to that room, while they were “in processing.” Now, I’m going to have to be more creative.