That boy....

Sometimes, like today I feel like SCREAMING that.....yet at the same time I can't help but see the humor....which makes me even more aggrivated!
I guess after we got Ethan's new bike for his birthday, Cayden decided the garage door needed "reinforcing" in case somebody wanted to break in and steal his little brother's new bike. I guess I should not be surprised he thought of this being as he is ALWAYS thinking like this and his own bike was stolen,  then his RipStick.
So.... He takes this piece of wood about 5in long and so thick that it touches the door handle, he nails it to the door frame so nobody can pick the lock.
I went to the garage to get some hamburger to make chili.I had no problem getting in, and thought "that boy" as I looked at his homemade burglar proof thingy....   I look over as I was walking out and see Cayden's good Aeropostale hoodie threw over some junk...1st strike....so I was a little agitated as I was walking out thinking "That boy!" then as I slam the door closed, I felt like my finger was shut in the door! It hurt SOOO bad then I realized.... it wasn't shut IN the door, it was slammed between the door knob and that STUPID piece of wood! Then I thought "THATTTT BOYYYYY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"  Well I got to go, He is trying to get my printer paper out of the printer.....to make another airplane, I guess the other 3 flying around me aren't enough...
How boring would my life be without them!!! :) I never want to find out!