Yesterday I slept in until about 9:30, I am not sure how early the kids got up. My husband shut our bedroom door which I normally keep open so that I can hear when the kids get up (it works so well that when Evan woke up sobbing at 3 am because he dropped Kitty on the floor I was there very quickly to solve the situation). For many families that would have meant that there would have been two unsupervised boys running around the house. I could have come downstairs to their attempts to get their own breakfast, or something equally horrifying.
None of these things happened. Both boys were chattering to each other still in their beds. I have no idea what I have done to get so lucky. Evan is perfectly able to open the door, we don't have anything that prevents that like we do with all the doors that lead outside or to rooms I don;t want them getting into. Harry loves to try, but he has not quite got the hang of it. The best I can figure is that Evan does not want to try to leave the room and Harry follows the example of his big brother. I know this because when Harry naps in the room alone I have heard him rattling the door knob when he awake. I guess I will be in big trouble if they decide to bolt, but until then I am enjoying the peace of mind.