Most of you might have read about this on Facebook, but I wasn’t able to go into much detail, so I thought I would blog about this incident that happened at our household. Shawn has been talking to the kids about strangers, and instructed them NOT to answer the door, but told them that they could ask, “Who is it?” So, for several days in a row, Shawn’s been coming home from work, knocking on the door, and waiting for one of the kids to say the three, magic words. On this particular day, here was the dialogue:
Knock, knock, knock
Faith: Who is it?
Shawn: Let me in little girl; I’ve got chocolate.
Faith: No! Who is it?
Shawn: It’s your daddy (deep, raspy voice), let me in!
Before Faith could answer, Shawn looked to his left and saw one of our random neighbors walking her dog standing there listening to him. Much to his chagrin, he explained to the lady that he was teaching his daughter about strangers, and then proceeded to unlock the door with his key. While this is all going on, I’m in the kitchen looking at lady’s worrisome expression on her face, but laughing at Shawn as he entered the house embarrassed. He gets an E for Effort.
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