I have really enjoyed having Caitlin as a workout buddy. Even though it means that sometimes we have to go to the insanely early class because of her work schedule. One of the things I like the best is that we often go walk for a mile after the workout. It's always nice to walk with someone who has the same size stride as you...
Today we took our walk and as we were leaving the parking lot Caite put her purse into her car. Because I didn't have any pockets I put my keys and phone into her purse. We walked and talked and enjoyed the spring morning, until we got back to the car and Caitlin put her hands in her pockets and realized that she had also put her keys and phone into her purse before locking it into the car. I just looked at her for a moment and then said, "Man. You are seriously channeling Mom right now." She protested slightly and then said, "I'll have you know it's been quite awhile since I've done this... it's been at least six months!" I burst out laughing and said, "Caite. Most people measure the time between locking their keys in the car in years, not months."
I asked her as we were going in to borrow a phone to call for help, if Patrick was working or would he be able to bring the spare key over. She hung her head a little lower and muttered, "We don't have a spare key." Over my renewed laughter she said, "I'm going to go get some made when we leave here..." She called Dad who came over to try and jimmy the car open. No luck. We eventually had to call the Centerville police department who said, "That's Bountiful's jurisdiction." So we called Bountiful who said, "That's Centerville's jurisdiction." I couldn't help thinking "So this parking lot is the perfect place to commit a crime, no one's policing it!" A Centerville officer eventually responded and was able to open the car.
So what did we learn? I should always make sure I have pockets when I hang out with Caite, who is becoming more and more like our mom all the time.
Saturday, May 14, 2011
Posted by Chrissy at 9:23 PM