So....
We have a fridge in our garage, and I went out there this morning to grab Brayden a drink. I was half dressed - in a tank top and underwear, while my shorts were tumbling in the dryer. Brayden followed me out - also in a t-shirt and underwear - and closed the door behind him. I had locked the door last night, which we never ever do, but Rubin is out of town so I guess I was just being extra careful for whatever reason. So...I try to go back inside and realize that both of us are locked out of the house, with no pants on. After having a slight panic attack, I realized my only option was to somehow go break in through a window in the back yard, but I had no idea how to get there without giving all of the neighbors a major peep show! I found a blanket in the garage and wrapped it around my waist and we made a run for it. Of course the neighbors across the street were setting up for a garage sale and the old man next door was standing in his garage having a cigarette. I just ignored them and ran :)
Couldn't get the screen out of the window so I just ripped it and threw Brayden through to come unlock the back door for me (yeah, I left the windows unlocked, but I'm very thankful for that now!!).
So, needless to say, we had an eventful morning! Thank God Cameron was still asleep and not running around the house like a wild child :)