Sunday, September 21, 2008

Locked keys... and son in car...




My thoughts have changed about giving Jack car keys as a toy for entertainment. The other day Jack and I were getting ready to run errands. I was loading Jack into the car and handed him the car keys and set my diaper bag down in the car to releive the load I was carrying. All buckled in, I shut his door and he pushed the lock button. Upon hearing the clicking noise I reached for the door and just what I did not want to happen, happened. The door was locked. I did not know who to call first. My spare keys were in my locked house, what could my husband do? and I did not want to spend a fortune with a locksmith to come open it for me. I still called Brian to run by the message and he just laughed at me. That is the last thing I needed. By this time, Jack was laughing at me inside the car. He was not sure what was going on but thought it was so neat to be the only one in there with his mom watching him. I then called the police and they came to my rescue. They had tried for 15 minutes to open up the car (mind you... a big police belly rubbin my car with his belt brought us scratches that will cost a fortune to fix, but that is another story). The car alarm kept sounding so the policeman had to card my apartment door to get in and got the spare keys. I was so relieved!!!!! We then went out and unlocked the car, and I opened the door to a happy, confused boy. No more keys Jack Boy!!!! That kid is too smart :)