the great escape

It was a week ago today. We were going around the house opening windows to let the rare bit of fresh, warm NY air into the house. I glanced out the window on the side of the house as I opened it...
and saw Alayna going down the driveway! Barefoot, with a cup in her hand, she was on a mission...
At first I let out a little giggle. It did look hysterical...her cheeks jiggling with every determined step. But, I quickly realized that she was out there by herself. I hollared to Jeremy, who ran out to rescue her from certain rapid tumble into the street.
Since she had been in the house just moments before, it was determined that Kira was in on the plan. She admitted to the crime, saying "I let her out, just like Brittany!" Not wanting to dash her moment, but also wanting to get the point across, we explained that Alayna was NOT like the dog and could not just be let out.
We then locked the doors and thought we were safe...until the next afternoon when the doorbell rang. It was Kira. She had unlocked both doors in the back and went around to the front. Aaaaahhhhhh!
My Dad has since moved the lock higher up, but I still worry. After all there is always a chair or stepstool to get past that obstacle, too!