Showing posts with label car seat. Show all posts
Showing posts with label car seat. Show all posts

Sunday, August 7, 2022

CBQ#36

 Whats the story behind a time when you got locked out?

 


        I have come up with more situations than I care to admit.  The first one I thought about on Friday when Carolyn announced that shed be ending the class ten minutes early as the lifeguards have a meeting at 10:00 and would like to start on time without having to wait for stragglers. When class was over, I strongly suggested that Richard get out as it seems to take him longer to dress.

        Carolyn announced to the group that they were welcome to stay for five minutes before taking off.  She started heading to the deep end while the majority of the class headed towards the stairs at the shallow end and climbed out.  I then shared my first story with her.

Story #1

I dont know how many years ago it was, but my first locked out story is not really about getting locked out but rather getting locked in.  Normally I dont change back into my clothes until after I return home, but there are occasions when I change at the pool.  Apparently I had taken that opportunity one Friday just before the lifeguards had their meeting.  Or else I was just taking a longer time in the bathroom or something.  Regardless I had gone to the front door to exit the facility, only the door was locked.  I had to go back through the dressing room and knock on the window in the room where the lifeguards met and interrupt their meeting.

 


Story #2

        When Jaime was a baby I had gone to the store with her.  I dont know if I loaded her or the groceries first Im thinking her.  I had evidently laid my keys in her car seat or had given them to her to play with.  Somehow I had locked her in the car.  I had my cell phone but not my keys.  I called Richard frantic as my child was inside a locked car though the windows had been rolled down a crack because I do remember a set of people trying to help me with unlocking the door but just werent able to reach the lock.

        I would peek in Jaimes direction and smile at her.  I didnt want her to sense how frantic I was.  She thought I was playing a game with her and smiled back.  Im sure it felt longer than it really was.  Jaime was fine but I was in panic mode.  By the time Richard showed up (with the entire troop no less) I was crying.  We set the car seat aside scrimping to find the keys.  It wasnt until after one of her sisters physically removed Jaime from the car seat that keys were discovered.

 

        I do have more examples of locking myself out of the house. But for the time being we will just stick with two that I have provided.