
It was Labor Day last week...Billy was home from work, and I thought the entire family was napping. I am not a napper, so I decided to go outside and work with my camera. I heard strange noises, and after seeing nothing I ignored them and kept on about my business.

A few minutes later I noticed him. He didn't see me at first, until he heard the yelling. I don't think he can actually figure out how to get out of the window...since he can only pull the top half down. But...I have said those words before and he has made me a liar.

So I had Billy fix it up like Fort Knox. He put a stick in it (on the outside) to keep him from sliding it open, and tie-wrapped the locks closed.


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