MOI!
Ben crapped his pants in Old Navy today, so when we got back to the car, I put him in the front seat and Ella in her seat. I was rummaging around in the diaper bag and getting a change area ready, and Ben was horsing around in the driver's seat. I changed him on the passenger seat, tidied up, picked him up and closed the door. I went to open his door to get him into his car seat, and...it was LOCKED. Ben had hit the driver's door lock, which locks all the doors, when he was playing around in the driver's seat. I had heard a loud click, but thought that he had kicked the middle console tray with his foot.
As soon as I realized what had happened, my stomach felt like it was coming up! EVERYTHING was inside the running car - Ella, my purse, the cell phone... So I accosted some young guy in the parking lot and begged to use his cell phone. He, sensing that I was about to lose it, obliged. I called Gord's school and told the secretary, "I need to speak to Gord ______. This is his wife, and it's an EMERGENCY!" When he came on, I told him that Ella was locked in the running car in the Old Navy parking lot, and he said, "I'll be right there." The LONGEST 20 minutes of my life passed by. Ella was screaming her head off - and to boot, her hat had wriggled down her forehead and was covering her eyes - I'm sure that didn't make it any better! She cried herself to sleep shortly before Gord arrived. He got out of the car, gave me a hug, and said, "I have to ask...HOW did this happen?"
So at 1:10 I got into the car. We quickly grabbed some drive-thru and I had to boot it to my dentist appointment, which was scheduled for 1:30. Needless to say, I did not make it on time...
Can I go to bed and hide for the rest of the weekend?
p.s. The real kicker is...this happened to my mom long, long ago. I was accidentally locked in the car in the grocery store parking lot, and she had to call my dad to come let her in. I've always given her a hard time about this (jokingly, of course). What goes around, comes around. But, wow, how about that deja vu?
Friday, October 06, 2006
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2 comments:
Yoikes, Carrie! That sounds awful. I can remember my dad helping some woman in a Safeway parking lot once - the toddler was locked in the car with the keys - my dad had almost hooked the keys with a bent wire coat hanger and the kid went to get them. My dad and the lady both yelled "HOT! HOT!" at the kid at the same time and the kid backed off. Why this has burned itself into my memory, I don't know, moreover, I have no idea why anyone would care. But here it is, because internet space is free. Whee!
ps - Which hat was she wearing?
I think it was the pilot's cap...do you think it's cursed? ;)
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