Smarter than a 4-year-old?

Today I spent about 30 min trying to open the door to the church. It was snowing and cold and Curious George was with me. We even came back home to get instructions from Daddy as to which key to use and which direction to turn it. C.G. kept insisting it was the other key. Finally, I was about to give up and have Brandon come open the door for me. As I was calling him, C. takes the other key, puts it in the lock and opens it on the first try! When I came home, I told Brandon. He didn't know the other key even worked in that door. It just goes to show that sometimes the faith of little children can move mountains!