What did you say?

That is what we had to ask Catalina about a dozen times this afternoon.  She had been playing out front with her two older sisters, when she came running in crying.  About all we could make out was that the garage door closed, her sisters were outside, and she was never going to see them again...  Josh gave up trying to figure out what she was saying and went to investigate the garage for himself.  What he discovered was that the garage door was being held up about two feet by Brooklyn, but that it was not actually locked in place to open and close...  He quickly fixed it (before I could even get out there with Cat, who was still crying)...  Catalina was greatly relived to see that the door was opened and that her sisters were not stuck out side forever!

What we came to discovered when Josh asked the right question...  Catalina had opened the door to the van.  She was standing on the arm rest to the seat and jumped off grabbing the rope/handle that engages/disengages the garage door, unlocking the garage door.  Causing it to fall quickly, and loudly to the ground!  Scaring herself and resulting in the hysterics when she came in to tell us.