The kids love to knock at the door. Then I'm to pretend I've never seen them before. They usually welcome themselves right in, and invite themselves to lunch/supper and to spend the night here!
On this day, John was the last one inside. Only problem was the door was shut. This is how I found him when I peeked out the window. After sitting for awhile, he got up and knocked on the door. Or more like it- Kicked on the door with his foot! He puts his own hat on. And ONLY will wear it like this!