Outsmarted by Two Year Olds

The fact that I would get roped into going to kid-friendly places with the grandbabies was inevitable. Seeing that I was so opposed to going to Chuck E Cheese, Big T suggested that we all go to the Children's Museum in Boston instead. It wasn't that bad. The toddler section wasn't really museum-like at all, more like a big play area with all kinds of toys and things for lil' anklebiters to climb. Theresa and I sat around, not really looking after the kids, just chitchatting about books and TV to kill time. I discovered that I was wanted around  to look after the twins per se, but to be a companion to my step daughter, someone to keep her sane and entertained whilst navigating kiddieland. All in all, our outing was uneventful. Theresa dropped me off at my house and went home to feed the kids. And now the real fun began.

Fifteen minutes after I was dropped off, my cellphone rang. It was Theresa, sounding very odd, a little panicked. She said can you come over? Now? I dropped what I was doing and hightailed it over in four minutes flat. When pulling up I noticed two firetrucks and an equal number of police cars around her residence. Dread flooded my veins as I approached the building but as I got closer I noticed something funny. All of the emergency personal assembled were grinning, a few laughing, as they pointed at Theresa's car. Said parent was sitting on the hood of the car, her head in her hands, what could be seen of her face bright red from embarrassment. "What's wrong, Theresa? " She doesn't look at me, she just gestures resignedly behind her. I now saw the cause of the commotion. Elie and Lucy were in the front seats of the car, pretending to drive, pushing buttons on the dashboard, beeping the horn incessantly while waving to the firefighters. Apparently, while trying to get the kids out of the cars, Lucy distracted Theresa by dropping her pacifier on the ground. While diverted Ellie lifted the car keys out of Theresa's pocket. Unbeknownst to her, Theresa locked one of the doors and before she could get to the other side of the car, Ellie managed to close and lock the other door. Theresa, frantic at finding her kids locked in the car from the inside, did the only thing she could think to do, call the police. It took them thirty minutes to unlock the car. It took another day and a half to wipe the smile off my face and Grandpa is still laughing about it. Too funny.