For his entire life, Isaac has patiently let twist him into his car seat in our two-door car. Things may be changing soon.
This afternoon, I drove to a 2:30 yoga class and afterward wanted to drop off some Salvation Army stuff at the bin at Shaw's. I turned off Trapello onto Rt 60 when the car suddenly... died(!!). I was practically in the intersection, but safely made it to the side of the street and put on my hazards. Stupidly, I had forgotten my cell phone before leaving home so I couldn't call AAA myself. I jumped outside the car with my face still red from exertion and waved down a car. The woman inside the car let me use her cell to call Josh to have him call AAA. Soon after a police car drove by and I waved him down too. The officer said that if I was cold I could join him in his car. I said, "I'm so hot from yoga, I'll be fine" because Josh said it would only be 20 minutes before the tow truck showed up.
55 minutes later(!), and after exhausting every conversation topic I could think of with the officer (yes, I got in his car), the tow truck finally showed up. We had Pat, Cole and Owen visiting at our house waiting to eat dinner. I was so happy to be home, but now we have to deal with our stupid car.
Could this be our moment to get a luxurious four-door vehicle??
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On a completely different topic, here's a shout-out to babysitting exchanges: we swapped babysitting nights with Margot and Mike and had our date-night on Friday. Josh and I went back to our old haunting grounds in Waltham to see the film "The King's Speech." It's a great movie and made even better knowing that Isaac was home safe with our friend. This weekend, we return the favor. Babysitters can be so expensive so this is a nice way to keep our romance alive without breaking the bank.
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