happy birthday Kenny

This afternoon after lunch and some shopping with my parents we came home and I broke the key to the front door trying to get the door open! The darn thing has been giving us much grief for the past couple of weeks, making itself more and more difficult to turn the bolt. I guess the stress from turning it so hard finally wore the metal down on my key because it began to contort in the scariest manner until it broke into two. I was left holding onto one end and the other stuck in the key hole! Yikes. Catastrophe! Luckily I was able to devise a plan and Henry carried it out to perfection thus allowing us back into the house. Hip Hip Horray for Henry!