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Locked out or locked in?

Nathan has found a new hobby. Our upstairs is weirdly enough the most babyproofed area of the house. I can let Nathan roam freely, which he does gladly, and not worry about him getting into too much trouble. Today I was sorting out the baby clothes that he has outgrown, which is always a sad task for me. Nathan was crawling around upstairs looking for things to distroy. I here a door slam, followed by a low whine. I found the bathroom door shut and the whine coming from behind it. I tried to open the door, but couldn't there was something (my child) sitting right behind it.
Nathan, you have to move. I try to open it again, still sitting right infront of the door. His cries got louder and eventually I just had to push the door open and move him out of the way at the same time.
He clearly didn't learn anything from this experience because not ten minutes later he did the same thing with our bedroom door.
I'm still trying to figure out if he is locking me out, or locking himself in. Clearly he needs his privacy.

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