Do you remember those Toyota Sienna commercials (“Swagger Wagon”!) about the very cool mom who used to enjoy some private “Mommy time” in her Sienna? At the time, I thought they were awesome and hysterical. Now I have become her. It officially happened earlier this week. One night we got home from wherever-the-heck we were at the very late hour of 7:10pm. The insane bath/bedtime dance was occurring and our pyschotic dog was majorly jonesing for some attention (read: annoying the crap out of me). I realized I forgot something in the van and went out to the garage. To get it, I had to sit down and reach over the seat. Then the dog started throwing a fit b/c he couldn’t move around the open van door to get outside, so I pulled it shut. And then it hit me. It was quiet. I was sitting. There were no children here. How long would it take my husband to realize I was missing? And was there some sort of panic mode that would allow me to lock myself in from the inside, disabling all outside keys/locks so no one could enter?? THE. BEST. TEN. SECONDS. OF. MY. LIFE.
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