Worst Part of the Day - SB loves to open the garage via the remote. He's really careful about this (although lately has been delaying opening it with a sly smile on his face as if to say "how much to let you through, lady?") Today he opens the garage door as usual and I pull in. Then I run to go grab the trash cans that are blowing in the wind and snow without taking the remote away from SB. As I'm grabbing the trash cans with my back the house - yup, the garage door closes behind me. I don't panic because the car is off and I figure SB will eventually punch the remote again. I wait and wait. I pound on the garage door. I wait. I see handle on the garage door and I click it thinking maybe this will allow me to manually open it. As soon as it clicks I think "you know - that might have locked the garage." Sure enough with my ear to the garage door I hear SB clicking away on the remote. Great timing there kiddo. Okay - I start to panic. But both boys are locked in their car seats in the car. But it's dark and cold in there. I think "I have to break a window pane." So I get myself over the fence (painful in the snow) and look for a rock. I grab one and try to break the window. Am I weak or what? I can't break it. I'm crying by this point - standing in the snow with a rock in my hand. I give myself a pep talk (well more like a face slap) - THINK OF THE CHILDREN. Then a terrible thought crosses my mind ... OH GOD did I leave the car on? I hurry over the fence and put my ear to the garage and hear nothing - just SB trying to click the remote. Okay - at least we don't have to worry about Carbon Monoxide. I head to a neighbors and they are not home. But as I'm walking away (thinking that I will grab another neighbor and ask for a ball pin hammer), she (Fiona, yes from England) pulls up. I use her phone and call Erik's office. A co-worker is dispatched. As Fiona and I wait in front of the garage - the kiddos start to whine. Then cry. Then we have full on hysterics. In ten minutes, wonderful Naomi arrives with garage door opener and key. As I thought - I had locked out the entire system with my handle pull. I open up the garage door and - RELIEF. I get the boys out of their car seats and into the house. I feel shaky for the rest of the day.
Best Part of the Day - Getting those boys out of their car seats and into the house.
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