“Next up on the containment list is a bicycle lock!” my wife exclaims.
We came down this morning, wondering about what we were going to see downstairs.
We’ve tried the Safety First fridge lock, and Nikki just broke the Parent’s Choice/Toys-R-Us brand lock. She is a very determined little 11 year old gal!
After I installed the last lock, my wife tugged and tugged on the fridge door, and the lock held fast. We both thought, “maybe THIS time…”, but we both had secret doubts!
At first, we didn’t mind her forays into the fridge while everybody was sound asleep. I thought it was cute when she grabbed a bowl, poured cereal into it — and on the counter … and with some spilling onto the floor. She’d also leave the milk jug on the counter, and she doesn’t bother cleaning up after herself. I even began to think that just maybe, Nikki would start to become more independent. She already dresses herself, so this is a good thing. Right?
Yes, it is a good thing.
So, why a refrigerator lock?
A carton of eggs was cracked open with their insides missing.
Some of the egg white and yellow was in the sink.
Some was on the counter.
Some was in the trash,
and on the table,
and on the floor.
The rest was strangely, and disturbing unaccounted for!
Where had it all gone??
Surely it was not in her stomach!
Oh God! What more?
A morning soon after that one, my wife and daughter were greeted with chocolate syrup chair cushions . Of course, we had returned the carpet cleaner to the grocery store just the day before.
This morning, we came down to check on our most recent attempt to lock the fridge during the night. The lock was broken, and on the counter was a 10-count empty box of frozen waffles. The remaining 2 waffles were next to the empty box. A butter knife was in the margarine container, with traces of jelly. I suppose Nikki decided the the jelly squeeze bottle was better left in the fridge.
I can't believe she ate frozen waffles!
Nikki has experimented with Siracha (asian hot sauce) and all other sorts of things she finds in the fridge and the pantry.
Hopefully, a bike lock on our side-by-side refrigerator will do the trick this time. I just hope she doesn’t break the door handles trying to get in...
My dear sweet child, please wait till we get up!!
*Nikki is our eleven year old daughter who is autistic and has seizures. She is always smiling, jumping up and down, and moving. She enjoys her little world that MUST be super interesting to her. I'm so glad that she allows us into it!
