Alright, you guys, I am not good at keeping track of keys. Matt gets so mad at me because I lose them about three times a day - no exaggeration! Well, today, we get back home and Matt's brother is about to drop us off at our place and Matt goes, "Where are the keys?" And I say, "I don't know." And that started the keys panic. The last thing I remember is shoving them into our backpack really fast right as I was picked up to go to the airport last Tuesday.
So we search frantically. I got back in the car and said a quick prayer - feeling silly asking for yet ANOTHER miracle - we kept looking - but still nothing. So then we gave up. We have no way into our house and so we decide to knock on our neighbor's door and wait there until we can get a locksmith over or something.
So Matt knocks on their door and my neighbor, Laura, answers and says, "I thought I heard you guys out there looking for keys." And right before Matt asks if we can come in for a minute - she hands us our keys!!!! We were like WHAT!?! And apparently, when I had shoved them into the backpack - they had fallen out and our awesome neighbors had found them and kept them for us!
So you'd think that's it - but no!
So later today, we went over to my grandma's to pick something up and while I was still inside - Matt was trying to fit this huge box into the car while Livy was fast asleep in her car seat. Well as he was shoving this box in there - he locks the car doors with his butt. And without thinking, he closed the car door, locking the keys in the car! Ah! It's the first time this has happened with Livy! We were so scared - so we called the police and they came (after what felt like hours) and opened the door. And thankfully she slept through the whole experience.
WHAT A FREAKING DAY!
Anywho - here are some more pics with the awesome camera! Woo!
Anywho - here are some more pics with the awesome camera! Woo!