Lock me up Buttercup.

Cohen locked himself in the truck with the only set of keys. After I lost patience and began to panic, Big Daddy stepped in and saved the day. (While I took pictures....is that bad?) Here's what happened.

"Hi Dada! Lock?"

Big Daddy: "Push the button."

Cohen: "Dis button?"

Big Daddy: "NO. Well...yes....same button, just push it this way."

Cohen: "Dis button?"

Big Daddy: "Yes, that button....just....oh sheesh. Never mind. Cohen, grab the keys out of the ignition."

Big Daddy: "Now push the buttons....WAIT! Not THAT button!"

Whew! Luckily he didn't press the panic button. Talk about adding some stress to the situation!

"YEAH! HE DID IT!"

Thank goodness because I know from experience that our County Sheriffs department won't open your car for you EVEN IF you inadvertently locked a NEWBORN and a toddler in your car on a 80 degree afternoon. (The worst part...they weren't even my kids!) The dispatcher told me that they would just come out and break a window. Gee thanks....it wasn't my car either! Come to think of it....it really wasn't even my fault. Just ask Handy Nanny.

Oh, and yes, we will be getting a spare key made.