Ode to Triple A

Quinn and I are always super careful about making sure we have our keys in hand before shutting and locking the door to our house or car. I seriously check like three times before I shut the door just because getting locked out of the house or the car with Caitlyn--or worse, locking Caitlyn inside the car--would be a total disaster. However...last Saturday I ran to the store with Caitlyn to get a few last ingredients for a BBQ and Easter egg hunt with some friends. When we drove up to our apartment I threw the keys in the diaper bag and then decided it would be easier to get Caitlyn out (we have a 2-door car, so between that and a growing belly, that in and itself can be quite a task) and then go around to the passenger side to get the diaper bag and groceries out rather than reaching all the way across to pull them out while also holding Caitlyn. So I got Caitlyn out and walked around with her to the passenger side...which, I discovered was locked. No problem, I'll just go back around to the driver's side and unlock it. Except the driver's side is locked too. Oh. Crap.
It was a really hot day, so my first thought was how incredibly grateful I was that I had gotten Caitlyn out of the car before shutting the door. Legend has it that our retired-cop next door neighbor is a pro at getting into locked doors. So I ran down to his apartment and explained what had happened. He grabbed some tools and came up with us to the car, took one look at it and said, "I can open just about any house door, but I'm afraid I'm going to do some damage to your car if I try this." Since we just spent $500 getting the electronic car window fixed, that didn't appeal to me so much. Visions of flushing $90 away on a locksmith while the sirloin, bacon, asparagus, and Faje yogurt rotted in the hot car began to float through my head. "Do you happen to have any recommendations for a locksmith in the area?" I asked our neighbor sadly. "Hmmmm....do you belong to Triple A?" He asked. Ding!! Why yes! Yes, we do! We joined just before driving across the country to Virginia last summer and have never had to use it for anything car-related, so it didn't even cross my mind! Bless our neighbor for being inspired to remind me!
So we called them up and a guy came about 10 minutes later, unlocked the car (for free!), and drove away about 20 seconds later. Yippeeeeeeeee!!!! Dear Triple A, I love you!
And I am still so, so thankful Caitlyn wasn't in the car when I locked it. The End.