Some days you have it all figured out ...

... then there was this morning.

Jeremy left for work and I needed to use the bathroom.  The Today show was on, the dogs were sleeping on the sofa, and KZ was playing with her toys.  I went into the bathroom for a few minutes.  When I came out, the Today show was on, the dogs were sleeping on the sofa, and KZ was no where to be found. 

I headed for the front door.  It was open.  Jeremy must have left it unlocked, and I didn't check it after  he left.  An immediate sick feeling hit my gut. 

I ran into the communal hallway to find my smiling three year old daughter standing there only in her underwear heading for the stairwell.  

"Hi, Mommy!"

Once inside, we had a conversation about how it is NOT safe to be outside the apartment without Mommy or Daddy.   We have had this conversation before.  I hope, but do not know, that my neighbors are trustworthy, but I'd rather not find out the hard way.

This parent job is so hard.