I was on the driveway watching Piper scooter around and ride her bike...no biggie. Then Ryan came home and I helped him unload the car bringing things into the house.
I finally ran back to the house about ready to call the police. As I ran past our car, I glanced over...and there she was...in the closed up car, in the way back, still with her helmet on, fast asleep. I can't even began to tell you how relieved I was, and how good it felt to have her in my arms. Of course she was completely oblivious to near heart attack she gave me. And I'm sure she was confused why her mom was crying and hugging her so hard. So glad she was okay.
Later she showed us that she got in through one of the passenger doors, closed it on her own and then climbed over the seats to the very back where she fell asleep. That girl.
What a wonderful place we live that so many people would drop what they're doing without a second thought to help us find our little Piper. I'm so grateful for them.
Then, if that wasn't enough for one day. Later that afternoon I was walking with the girls back home from grandma's house. We were at the cross walk on a neighborhood street. A car was approaching but stopping, so Haley begins to cross ahead of us. I have the stroller and Piper is on her scooter so I'm behind her a bit...I look up and see that the driver (a teenager) has his head down texting. He doesn't even look up while he lifts his foot off the brake and starts to accelerate. Haley is oblivious and is nearly in front of the car. I scream at her stop, which she does thank goodness. The kid had his window down and still did not even look up!! As he's driving through the intersection I scream at him to get off his phone...still didn't even look up. He was completely glued to his phone.
I kid you not, if that kid hit my daughter with his car because he couldn't put his phone down I would have gone ape shit on him. Seriously.
So, that night I was especially grateful that all my children were safe and snug in their beds...and I could finally breathe.
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