The Bogus was recuperating at the mechanics last week, carseats still inside. This was a problem, because we were now at home and I had tight plans for the morning that necessitated dropping Syd and Talmage off at Honey Jo's - about a 10 minute drive away. What to do?
I tossed the kids in the truck, seeking to secure at least one carseat from nearby friends. I also considered possibly sneaking over to Jo's without one. That drive around the block, with Syd scrambling out of the lapbelt, me elbowing her aside so I can shift, and she trying to climb on top of my head (think "cat in a car"), convinced me of the foolishness and danger of such a plan. Luckily, we found one carseat for her, shifted Talmage to the center lap belt, and off we went. Only 50% illegal (oh. and I didn't have my license... so make that, say, 67%).
My eyes darted everywhere, driving defensively ... but mostly looking for cops. Sure enough, as we pulled up to a stoplight, we came head to head with a police car. I, very naturally, placed my hand on Talmage's head and said (i.e. marshalled), "A cop! DUCK!" "Nose to your knees! Nose to your knees!" Whilst shoving my son's head down with one arm, I put on a patient, innocent, bored-looking face for the officer. In case he was looking. I wasn't sure how long Talmage would think this was fun and sighed relief when the officer's arrow turned green.
Now. To teach Talmage the police officers are our friends.
(for the record: the return trip with the kids was made in The Bogus. In carseats).
8 comments:
hey, 67% illegal is better than 82% right?
that is seriously like the funniest thing i've read in a long time! i can totally picture it too! thanks for the laugh...
Robin Kartchner - I have been looking online for you for years! I went to school with you (as Catherine Hargrave) and would love to catch up - if you have the time and/or interest, please email me at cath-walker@hotmail.com (the email address provided is actually my daughter's but she is 1 so is unlikely to mind).
Hey, seat belts are no laughing matter. Just ask the lady at "Trauma Nurses Talk Tough" (the seminar I had to attend after my "child endangerment" citation). I still have nightmares about that slideshow.
Robin, your entry reminds me of something Fillmore said in the Cars movie: ' Fly Free, Stanley! '
(I took the same class as Brenda and am forever changed.)
here, here! Brenda, Amy --thanks.
Wow, that was pretty dumb, Robin.
I know, it was really dumb not to have my license.
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