Since we have gone down to only one vehicle, it has been sort of a juggling act. Andy will take the car to go workout in the morning, come home and get ready and then we will take him to work (some days he just takes it to work and we stay home). Anyway, yesterday I had a few errands to run so we took Andy to work and headed to the commissary. After getting what I needed I helped Noah into the car, strapped Clare in and started driving home. We only live about 4-5 miles from the commissary, so the ride was short. As we turned the corner to our house I turned around to tell Noah to sit down - "I can't believe he got out of his seat belt!" I thought...but it only took me a second to realize that I had never even strapped him in! Seriously?? I knew it would happen eventually - I am just glad it was on a short trip! I think my brain is going on on me.
Oh well, happens to the best of us right?
