I’m sorry to keep posting about dumbasses. I should just call my blog “The Dumbass Blog”. Anyway, in my last post I told you all how I recently locked my keys in the car while it was running. This is my dumbass confession: This is NOT the first time I have done it.
The other time was much worse. My daughter, Sarah, was about two years old. I put her in her car seat and started the car. I realized I had forgotten something which now I have forgotten what it is that I had forgotten. Confused yet? I made a very dumbass move and left Sarah in the car while it was running to go in the house and get whatever it was that I had forgotten. You guessed it. I locked her in the car. Obviously the keys were in the ignition. I panicked.
Fortunately she was happy with some toy she was playing with, smiling at me through the closed windows.
I COULDN’T FIND A PIC OF WHEN SHE WAS TWO SO THIS WILL HAVE TO DO.
Also, it wasn’t summer and the inside of the car was cool. In my panic I was going to break the window but I tried to calm myself and figure out a way to get to her without wrecking the car. This was all before cell phones. So I did the first thing that came to mind. I ran next door and called my Daddy.
I also got a coat hanger from the neighbors and ran back to the car. I knew my father would be there in minutes and handle the situation. He was the kind of Dad that always knew what to do. While I was waiting for him (as tears poured from my eyes for being so stupid) I somehow managed to get the coat hanger through a tiny crack in the window and lifted up the lock and got the door open before my father even got to the house.
The funny thing is as soon as he arrived and I saw his face I burst into tears even though I had gotten Sarah out safely.
That was dumbass confession number one. The second one is even worse. I was driving with the kids. Sarah was about 6 years old and Damon about 4 years old.
SHE LOVED HIM THIS DAY BUT SHE BAILED OUT ON HIM SOON AFTERWARD.
I stopped off at the little store down the street and left them in the car. I didn’t leave the car running and took the keys with me. The car was parked on a small incline and Damon decided to touch the stick shift and put it into neutral. I heard Sarah scream as the car started rolling down the incline toward the main road. Sarah actually jumped out of the car while it was slowly moving leaving her brother to suffer the consequences. I ran to the car, literally trying to hold it back from reaching the main road and at the same time pulling up the emergency break and saving Damon from what I thought was near death. I never left them in the car again. It’s amazing what can happen in one minute when you turn your back on young children.
SARAH AND DAMON, ALWAYS ONE STEP AHEAD OF US.
Now we come to dumbass confession number three which I still have nightmares about. My daughter was in first grade and I would drive her to the bus stop with Damon and wait with her until the bus came. I tried to be a good mother and would never have left her at the bus stop alone. Damon was in the back seat. He was about 4 years old again, evidently a bad year for him. I always made the kids wear seat belts. The bus came and Sarah went off to school. Damon and I headed into town taking the back road through a housing development to get to the main road.
Thank God I was driving very slow because all of a sudden I heard a scream. I looked in the rearview mirror and Damon was in the road about 15 yards behind me getting up off the ground I slammed on the breaks and jumped out of the car (not even putting the car in park) running to him as he ran towards me. His sweet little face was bleeding. I was hysterical and so was he. I checked all over his little body to make sure he was OK. All he had was a scraped chin. What I didn’t know is when we were parked waiting for the bus he had undone his seat belt and opened the door of the car and not closed it. The door must have opened as I was driving and he tumbled out. I can only thank God I didn’t run over him. I can still see his face in that rear view mirror. It haunts me to this day.
IF YOU LOOK CLOSELY YOU CAN SEE THE SCAR ON HIS CHIN.
So I gave myself this award
It just goes to show you how no one is perfect and we can all be dumbasses sometimes.
Hopefully as a Grandmother I will have learned some lessons.