LET ME IN!
When my daughter Michelle was six years old, we went to a hotel in Beaver Creek
Vail, Colorado. My children were having great fun exploring all the features of the hotel in detail. While my son and I were watching television in the bedroom, and my wife was taking a shower, Michelle was in the other room “exploring.” Michelle began to knock on the door in the other room. I turned toward the room and told her to stop knocking on the bathroom door while Mom was taking a shower. A couple minutes later we heard the faint knocking again. I told her to stop it; this time with a little more force in my voice. Once again she began to knock on the door, and now her knocking was accompanied by a muffled scream, “Let me in!” I was tired of listening to my daughter bother her mother like this. I flew off the bed and stormed into the…
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