Help, We're locked in the Bedroom!

Ok, so funny story. Melissa and I were hanging out in the bedroom after getting up on Saturday. Little Miss isn't quite up to par on her listening skills yet, and after numerous times of me telling her not to, she shut the bedroom door. No big deal, right? WRONG. By some wonderful twist of fate, at the exact same time she shut the door, the doorknob broke. Lucky for us, Neil was out helping his sister move, so he wasn't home to get us out. So, my first instinct is.......to freak out! And then we laughed about it. And then I freaked out. I pulled as hard as I could on the door and nothing. Apparently the little plastic sleeve that holds the middle part (I know I am so technical) disintegrated, effectively rendering the doorknob useless. So we had to wait. For someone to go to DH's sisters house and give him a car, since his truck was packed up with their stuff, and then he had to drive home to unscrew the knob from the outside. Of course, I could have climbed out the window and gone around the front, but what was the point of that? I'd just be outside with the baby and no key to my own house, since my keys were in the living room. So we sat there and watched Nickelodeon and waited. And Melissa decided it was a wonderful time to go poopy. I did get to have some nice chats with family while we waited, though. Because what else are you going to do in a 10 x 10 room with a king size bed and a 2 year old? Needless to say, we haven't replaced the doorknob yet. And I am going to be putting a key somewhere outside.