Was I locked IN, or was she locked OUT?

There was one day toward the end of summer when my two big kids were out playing at friends' houses.  Darby and I had been playing dolls in her room for about an hour, when I decided it was her nap time.  I told her it was time for a nap, and she reminded me that her blankie was downstairs.  I said, "Well, go get it real fast!"  She replied, "Okay," and ran out of her room.  The next thing I know, I'm locked in her room.  I tried to coach her to unlock the door.  No gold.  I temporarily freaked out because the big kids weren't supposed to be home for a good, solid hour, and who knows what kind of damage Darby could do in that amount of time given free reign of the house!

After several minutes, and after realizing that this was NOT working, I decided to open the window and yell for Tate (can you picture this ridiculous scenario?).  We have a very friendly neighborhood, and people are always out and about, so I would just wait there, yelling out the window.  Unfortunately, on this fine August day, NO one was coming by.  The birds weren't even chirping!  I was all...alone....locked in Darby's room, trying to keep her entertained enough to stay right outside the door while sprinting from door to window so I didn't miss any passers-by.  Several minutes later, some "Good Samaritans," my next door neighbor's son and friend, came by.  I think Thomas is in sixth grade this year.  Here's how it went down:

Me (yelling out the window to Thomas and friend who were across the street):  "THOMAS!!!  THOMAS!!!  DO YOU SEE ME?!!!"
Thomas (tentatively):  "Yeah!"
Me: "Thomas!  Can you go in my garage and come upstairs to unlock Darby's room?  I'm locked in!!!"
(Remember, the kid's in sixth grade.  And, even sixth graders understand the incredulousness of this situation)
Thomas:  "Are you kidding?"
Me (to myself): "NO, I'm not kidding!  Are you for real?!  Why would I make this UP?! (all while laughing, fully recognizing the absurdity of this request)"
Me (to Thomas): "NO, I'm not kidding!  I'm locked in here!"
Thomas: "Okay.  I'll be right up!"

Thankfully, during our interchange, Darby did not leave the door, and Thomas and friend quickly ran upstairs and let me out.  In total, I was probably only locked in about 10 minutes, but it was a long 10 minutes!  And, I'm happy to have left Thomas and friend a story to tell for years to come!


August 10th, 2012:
"Guess who just locked me in a room?! You guessed correctly! Thank goodness for Thomas walking by! I had to shout out for him to come in through the garage and let me out! He thought I was kidding at first! Oh, dear little Thomas...mothers of Darbies do NOT kid around!"