It's what inside that counts

With Lucy spending her days in most parts of the house, we need to remember to shut the upstairs bedroom doors and two doors on the lower level every time we leave. Otherwise, she gets bored while we're out and finds herself a project (remember September's toilet paper incident?). But with it being coat weather and all, Chad has a hard time remembering to shut the door to the hall closet after grabbing his jacket in the morning (and I'm long gone by that point, so it's not like I can do it for him).

After coming home for several days to scarves and gloves and hats scattered around the living room, but trying to stick to my goal of not nagging -- at least on this -- here was my solution last Friday:


(Who knew I could write with my left hand?) The closet door hasn't been left open since!