I do, I do, I do believe in fairies (and guardian angels)

Last night as I'm about to fall asleep I thought I heard the front door. Rich said it was just the heat shutting down, "but you are going to go lock the door aren't you?"

"Yep."

Later, in the wee hours of the night, enter Elizabeth (crying) -- standing at the foot of our bed wearing rain boots and her coat.

"Lizzie, why do you have your coat on honey?"

"I thought you were outside and I wanted to find you but I couldn't get the door open."

We never lock the door. (never used to anyway -- holy crap!)