Scary Bathroon Moment

This morning around seven, Jonny decided to take a trip to the upstairs bathroom and shut the door behind him. He's done this before and usually I open the door and pull him out before disaster hits. This time when I attempted to open the door it only budged about half an inch. Jonny had pulled open a drawer that if all the way open does not allow us to open the door. I started talking to my son trying to convince him to close the drawer so mommy could come in. Through the crack in the door I watched as Jonny shuffled through the drawer and chose to take out Trevor's razor. After that he walked away from the drawer and I couldn't see him. Panic hit and I yelled to Trev to come help me. For the next five minutes or so, Trevor and I tried everything to pry the door open, the whole time coercing Jonny into closing the drawer. I kept waiting to hear a cry and pictured my little boy sticking the razor in his mouth and cutting up his tongue. After a prayer and long minutes of panic Jonny shut the drawer and we were able to get in. He had dettached the razor head and was holding it in his hand. No cuts or blood. I thought it a miracle (answered prayer) that he didn't hurt himself at all. SCARY!