As I mentioned, my oldest daughter's birthday was on Wednesday. She turned 10, and it was a momentous occasion. Double digits, a decade, the big 1-0! We are very proud of her and what a wonderful young lady she is becoming.
While we could have just celebrated in the same old way, the youngest two children and I decided to shake things up a bit. By locking the kids in the car.
I was leaving a friend's house to pick up the older children from school. My 3.5 year old son was playing in the front seat (pushing lots of fun buttons, I later realized) while I gabbed with my friend and put the baby in her carseat. I then corralled my son and put him in his five-point harness, slid the door shut and walked around to my door. About the time I got to the driver's door, I heard a definitive click. I immediately knew what happened and felt a mild sort of panic. I looked down at the seat, and there lay my keys and phone. I quickly called my husband on my friend's phone, and he (after having me double check all the doors and windows) rushed the 15 minutes to unlock the doors.
It was a harrowing time. The kids were mostly unaffected, although by the end they were both crying. It was a really warm day and I was worried about the temperature in the van. Luckily, my husband was able to come quickly, and all was fine in the end.
I told my daughter, though, that I would rather commemorate her next birthday in a less stressful manner.
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I accidentally locked Taylor in the car a couple of months ago. I flipped out! I thought Todd had an extra set and when he looked at me blankly, followed by a look of pure panic, I was a mess. It took us a clothes hanger, 45 minutes and a neighbor's help to free the hysterical child and give her to her hysterical mommy. Happens to the best of us!
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