I locked myself out of the house with Nadia inside. I had just put her in her high chair and given her her bottle. I don't strap her in any longer because she knows how to get out of it. She has figured out that she can stand up in her high chair so we usually sit in front of her while she's eating.
It's garbage day and I hear the truck outside getting our trash. Without thinking I run outside to put the garbage can up. I don't think to unlock the door. I don't think to grab my keys. I don't think to put Nadia on the floor. I just get up and go. As soon as I remember that the door is locked, it shuts. I immediately start to panic. I run to the back door. Locked. I run to the basement door. Locked as well. Thankfully our landlords lives right behind us. The only problem is that they don't speak English and I don't speak German. We normally communicate through their son and he's hardly home.
I knock on the door and the daughter answers and I ask for Jacob (the son) and she shakes her head. I ask if they have an extra key to the house and she looks at me for a moment and then shrugs her shoulders. As I'm walking back I see the dad. I run to him and start motioning with my hand keys starting a car. He points to the car and I say "No. House". I walk him to the door and show him it is locked. He says "Baby?" and I point inside the house. At this point I think he can tell I'm panicking and he runs to the house. He comes back with a young boy and a ladder. I'm just praying to myself that Nadia hasn't decided to stand up and I'm imagining the worst. I look inside the window but I can't see anything. I don't hear her crying which lets me know she is okay. The young boy climbs to the window upstairs and somehow manages to get inside. I thank them about a million times (which is one of the few things I know how to say in German) and run inside. Of course Nadia is looking at me like I'm crazy when I pick her up. The father jokingly pats his pants pocket and does the key sign as to say "Keep your keys in your pocket". Lesson learned!
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3 comments:
Wow that's very scary. Glad you were able to communicate with them to get back inside.
Oh my goodness. Just reading that gave me a panick. A similar situation happened to me when my firstborn was about 6 mos old. I locked him in the car. The a/c was running but it was hot as heck outside. For 15 excuiating (sp?) mins I waited on roadside assistance. I was seconds away from busting the window with a rock.
Oh Dear! You must have been terrified! I'm so glad you were able to get back in so quickly! Have a great weekend!
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