Bad mommy, good boy

Yesterday I did something stupid and irresponsible. I was also informed by someone I could have been arrested for it.

Usually I keep my keys in my pants pocket or on top of the car just so this doesn't happen. And I usually do not close the last car door until I have verified where the keys are. And yet yesterday I locked my keys, cell phone, and son inside our car. I'll spare you the play by play of how it happened, but I will tell you I have been beating myself up over it for the last twenty four hours.

Props to Fuller, who was able to unlock the car door, even though he was already buckled into his car seat. It took about five to ten minutes to convince him how to do it, but to a mother who is trying to keep her cool (and not just bust open the window with her fist) it seemed like an eternity.

I know he isn't scarred for life, but I am. Let's be more careful in the future, ok?