Escape!

Sydney has figured out how to escape.  She can now open the door to the garage and get out.  On Monday morning, I had to run upstairs for something, (probably a pair of shoes for someone), and came down to this:

While I was secretly proud that she had figured out the door, I was then horrified by what this meant.  I now had an 18 month old who was able to escape.  The hardest part being that her other new game is "run away from Mommy".  Usually I love the game, but it usually happens at inopportune times.  Here are a few more pictures of her first venture into the garage.

Doesn't she look so proud????  She sure has her own ideas about things.  I wonder how that is going to work for us when she is 13?