Naughty girl
I was not what you would call a "good little girl". I was frequently up to some devilment, and usually involved my brother in the plans whenever possible. On one occasion, the family had been out and apparently I had been sufficiently naughty to warrant a spanking "when I got home". I must have been about 4 years old at the time. We had a four door car, and always parked it in the garage. When we got into the garage, I lingered in the car until everyone else had gotten out and shut the doors. I then quickly clicked all four door locks, and since my Dad always left the keys in the ignition, was now unreachable and safe. My Mom fled up the stairs laughing as my Dad tried to get me to unlock the doors. She said she lingered by the upper door giggling as she heard him try "now Joanie, open the doors", "now Joanie, it's just going to be worse", to no avail. I don't know why he didn't just go upstairs and leave me in the car, I'm sure I would have come out sooner or later. But he didn't want to leave me there alone, so spent a long time patiently coaxing me into finally unlocking the car door.