Why My 11 Year Old Son Thought he Was Locked Out in the Dark.

He was.

But I didn't know. It's not some kind of post-redneck tough love program to rid him of his unnatural fear of life after sundown (He's like a reverse vampire.) He tried the back door for reasons that will never become entirely clear, found it was locked (because of all the 11 year olds) and freaked out. Prudently deciding to alarm us of his presence, he knocked. Loudly. On the window. Which shattered.

Hope that clears that up.