Ooooops

The other night I was coming home with my two kids and it was dark. I decided to drive to our mailbox before when drove into our garage. I got out and left the car on and used the other half of my keys to open my mailbox. Well, to my surprise the car had locked itself. I froze for a few seconds and tried to think what in the world was I going to do. In my panic I ran to the only neighbor that had their lights on. I rang the doorbell and waited and waited and nobody came at all. Once my mind became clear I soon realized that I had my house key with my mailbox key in my pocket. Duh, not sure why it took me sooo long to figure that one out. I said a silent little prayer and left the kids (I had no choice) and I ran into my home and called Will. Then I broke down on the phone with Will and he helped me to regain focus and he also said that there was no way he could leave the hospital (I suppose if I was dying then maybe the oral surgery dept would allow him to come home, maybe). Thankfully it was only 27 degrees outside and I left the heat going in the car. After four phone calls I finally found a locksmith that was open at 7:30pm and could come right over to get my kids out of the car. After I got off the phone I ran back down to the mailbox and at about 30 ft before I reached the car I could hear Rex screaming his head off. Ella was just sitting quietly and then she would fuss a little to join in the fun with Rex. I waited for about 20 minutes which felt like an eternity because I had no gloves or hat on so I just stood next to the window so Rex could see me and I was just praying that he would not vomit from all of his hysterical screaming. About 30 minutes into this whole ordeal the locksmith drove right up and $55.00 later, my kids were rescued! Rex was completely exhausted from crying that he collasped into his bed. I am so thankful that the heat was on, and that this locksmith happened to answer his phone when I needed him so very much.