the low down on the lock down

we had some bad luck today.

 

my mom watches brette on mondays

so i can go to work.

she called me around 6:30 because she was on the

side of the highway with a flat tire.

dad was out for his morning walk

so she had to wait around until he got back

home to let him know she needed help.

great.

but, not a huge problem.

i can take brette in with me until

my mom is able to come pick her up

and she thought she would be in town

between 7:30 and 8:00.

i packed toys, books and breakfast

and headed to work with brette in tow.

when i got there i threw my keys in my purse

and got out to walk around to the other side

to get her.

oh and i punched the lock button as i closed the door.

whaaa?

ahhhhhhhhhhh.

i tried all the doors and of course they were locked

and my purse is sitting on the front seat.

keys. phone. food.

mother fucker.

so i ran inside the bank.

(it felt  t o t a l l y  weird leaving her outside)

and called 9-1-1.

oh hey, just letting you know i locked my baby in my car.

k, thanks.

and then i ran back outside to stand guard.

we played a little peek-a-boo through the window

and in no time at all a police officer showed up.

and then another.

and another.

brette just sat there and watched all the men trying

to open my doors.

she was totally chill.

i really was too.

it wasn't hot and she wasn't crying

so i wasn't feeling completely heinous.

and my mom showed up and kept watch with me.

brette did start to get a little fussy

when they left her side of the car to try the other side because

she couldn't really see anything and she was ready to get out.

they finally managed to get the car unlocked

after about 20 minutes.

 

free at last.

free at last.

thank god almighty, free at last.

 

too much?

well, i was happy.

now hand me my baby.