I write this reluctantly since I know this blog is public and I risk all of you thinking I am a terrible mom, but, this stuff is too good not to share. Plus, some time has passed since it occured and I am now able to talk about it without breaking into tears!

Liam and I were having such a wonderful morning…we even made it to Bellevue to do a little shopping and I was starting to think “ok…I can do this.” Then we pull into the garage, I step out of the car, go to open Liam’s door…..and its locked. The keys inside. I absolutely panicked. Ask Leif to tell the story some day because he does a great impression of me on the phone telling him I was going to throw a brick through the window. Luckily, he calmed me down and convinced me to call a locksmith. I called the police instead (I thought they could get here quicker). They told me to call a locksmith. 🙂

Meanwhile, Liam started to scream. He had woken up and was so hungry. I have never felt so bad in my life. As I waited for the locksmith, I cried and cried and cried. The locksmith was here in 10 minutes and had Liam out of the car in 30 seconds. I held him for the rest of the day.

What tops the story off is that, amidst my panick to get Liam out, I forgot that Summit was in the back of the car. I left him there for another hour and a half before realizing it! Poor dog.