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On Thursdays we have music class for E and I decided to get to class early for once. We get to the parking lot (2 blocks down from the class) and as I get out of the car (with keys and diaper bag), I see our music instructor pull up with his son. So I wave and they were going to pull in next to our car so I stupidly threw our stuff back in the car (E is still in his car seat) and I close the door to make room for him to pull up. As I close the door, I hear beep beep...OH F**K!!! I just locked the door and E is still in there. So of course, I start to panic and the music instructor jumps out and calls the police and then we both remember there is a fire station literally across the street from the parking lot (THANK GOD)! So the fireman walk across the street (all 5 guys) with crowbars etc. After 10 minutes they jimmy the door to the car and finagle a way to press the automatic button. E was fine because he found some old preztels in his car seat and thought we were all putting on a show. So about an hour after this all happened on the way home from music class, I start crying and call DH and have like 2 minutes to get this all out as he is walking into the OR. I have sworn off leaving the house today because I have a gut feeling that we should just stay put...no matter how nice it is. BTW, they were totally prepared to break the window if E was hysterical and both my husband and I thought....hmmm he can be hysterical for at least 2 minutes before we completely break the window.
On Thursdays we have music class for E and I decided to get to class early for once. We get to the parking lot (2 blocks down from the class) and as I get out of the car (with keys and diaper bag), I see our music instructor pull up with his son. So I wave and they were going to pull in next to our car so I stupidly threw our stuff back in the car (E is still in his car seat) and I close the door to make room for him to pull up. As I close the door, I hear beep beep...OH F**K!!! I just locked the door and E is still in there. So of course, I start to panic and the music instructor jumps out and calls the police and then we both remember there is a fire station literally across the street from the parking lot (THANK GOD)! So the fireman walk across the street (all 5 guys) with crowbars etc. After 10 minutes they jimmy the door to the car and finagle a way to press the automatic button. E was fine because he found some old preztels in his car seat and thought we were all putting on a show. So about an hour after this all happened on the way home from music class, I start crying and call DH and have like 2 minutes to get this all out as he is walking into the OR. I have sworn off leaving the house today because I have a gut feeling that we should just stay put...no matter how nice it is. BTW, they were totally prepared to break the window if E was hysterical and both my husband and I thought....hmmm he can be hysterical for at least 2 minutes before we completely break the window.
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