*Note: Read previous post before this one.
So, on Monday, I took Seth's carseat back to the fire station to be checked. On the way, I was thinking, "Please, don't let that same fireman be there!" I actually saw a firetruck go by, and the driver was the fireman who had helped me. Whew! Dodged that bullet! On to the station...
When I got there, I rang the bell, and no one answered. The sign said to go to the police station for help. After speaking with an officer on the very LOUD, screeching intercom (Seth mercifully slept through it!), I heard the policeman paging the firefighters. He said they would be with me in about 5 minutes. Sure enough, after about 5 minutes, the fire truck pulled back in. Guess who was driving? That's right, they called him back to fix my carseat! So embarrassed by now... He said the carseat was in perfectly, and to compliment my hubby on the installation. I think I'm done...
Fall Goodness
5 years ago
1 comment:
Well at least the fireman didn't just drive by the firestation when he saw your car so that is a good thing right?:)You are such a great nanny, Seth is blessed to have you in his life and now his carseat is properly installed so you can take that off your worry list:). Hugs sweet girl,enjoy your time with Seth.
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