Today one of my worst fears came true. Asher locked himself in the truck. Luckily, we were at home and the weather was pleasant, which means we didn't really have to freak out over a heat stroke. Let me back up a little and explain what he was doing in the truck. For a while now, Asher has had an obsession over driving. Anything that has a steering wheel has his full attention. Sometimes we let him sit in the drivers seat - with the vehicle off, of couse - and play around with all the gadgets. Apparently, he clicked the "lock" button on Robbie's keys, but I didn't know it. I shut the drivers side door so I could get to the back passenger door, try to open that door only to find that its LOCKED! *GASP* What in the world do we do now?? We dont have a spare key. Robbie and I try to get Asher to click the unlcok button on the key, then try to get him to manually unlock the door, pull on the door handle, try opening the window from the back of the truck....nothing is working. Asher thinks its all a funny game. We're both trying to keep our cool so he doesn't pick up on our tension and start getting upset. It works for about 5 minutes, and then he figures out that he is stuck in there. I felt horrible.
A couple of minutes pass with no luck of unlocking the truck, so I call a locksmith. I won't go into how unprofessional they were, but once they found out a child was in the truck they told me to call the fire department. I handed the phone to Robbie because I could barely keep my cool at this point. He calls 911 and we wait. It feels like 10 minutes go by (when it was probably only 3-5 minutes) and a policeman shows up in our driveway. The firetruck showed up shortly after. This big red truck immediately got Asher's attention. He forgot that he was trapped and all of a sudden was very interested in what these people were doing outside the window. They did open the door with a slim jim device within a couple of minutes...thank you Mr.and Ms. Fireman!
Of course all of this commotion alerted our neighbors to all come outside and check on us...how embarassing!! Who knew 15 people lived in our cul-de-sac?
Lesson learned....Don't let Asher play in the truck with the keys in his hand. And GET A SPARE KEY!
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