No! Mommy Do It!

Hello Blogville friends! Welcome back, it is so nice to see you. This morning I am drinking a honey-lemon tea as I write to you. As an adopted person I feel it is important to open up a dialogue about adoption topics (and sometimes other topics too) that impact on so many of us. 


Our adventure started when we were going to visit your other grandmother. On the drive there you fell quietly to sleep in your car seat listening to your little tunes on the vehicle playlist. Your mom realized that you had fallen fast asleep but she needed to get to her mom to attend an appointment with her. “Go ahead”, I told your mom, “leave the air on and I’ll wait with him, we will join you when he wakes up.” She left the vehicle running to keep us cool and gave me the key fob. So, on you slept in the way only little ones (and maybe your grandfather lol) can. 


Mom was only a few feet away when the music stopped, the screen displaying the words, “No Device Connected”, as I watched her enter your Nanny’s building. I looked over at you with trepidation. Will he wake because the music stopped? But on and on you slept, preciously oblivious to the lack of your tunes. Phew!


The little red car parked very close  next to us captured my attention. Interestingly the driver appeared to be rearranging things in his car with all four doors open in the tiny parking space. He was busy moving things from one side to the other, from on the seat to the floor, clearly making room in his car. Then, like something you would see on Funniest Home Videos he was pulling impossibly large objects out of one area in the car and rearranging them in other areas. At one point he dragged out what looked like a 5 foot metal hanging plant stand from who knows where in that little car, walked to the back, and started sliding the shepherd’s hook into the back of the car like a trained magician! I almost woke you up to see this but, realizing you would miss the point, I left you sleeping.


Finally, the driver seemed satisfied with the new state of the paraphernalia in his car. He closed all the doors and left, only to return a few minutes later escorting a tiny elderly woman who was using a large walker. He popped her into the passenger seat, then gently tucked her walker into the newly vacant space in the backseat of his car, got in the driver’s seat and off they went. 


At that very moment, my daughter-in-law’s car shut off. No worries, I had her key fob, I’d just restart it. I pressed the little ‘hold’ curved start arrow on the key fob. Nothing. To be fair, I have never remote started a car from the back passenger seat before. In fact, never actually started the engine from inside a vehicle before; well not since the days when you inserted the key into the steering console to start it. I tried unsuccessfully a couple more times.Even though my grandson was sound asleep, I kept my frustrated muttering clean. At 26 degrees Celsius outside, I realized that I better figure something out quickly!


Hmmm, maybe if I open the window and stick my arm out I can fool the vehicle into thinking I just got in range with the fob. Nothing. I look over at that sleeping little one and wonder if he’s asleep enough for me to exit the vehicle, sneak around to the driver’s door and get in to start it. So I slide the door open, quiet as a mouse, and start to slip out. Just when I thought I was home free his eyes flew open. “Crap!” I thought. 


“Mommy?” he says tentatively. I’m in trouble now. Did I mention that my grandson prefers the company of my husband over mine? In fact, he prefers the company of pretty much anyone else than me for some reason. He scrunches up his little face, about to let out a wail so I quickly hop out. “It’s ok buddy, I’m going to take you to mommy.” I didn’t even point out that she was responsible for the “no device connected” earlier that cost him his gentle tunes lol. I figured it was a moot point. 


Taking advantage of the fact the red car was gone and I’d have plenty of room to get kiddo out of his car seat and up to where his mother was, I walked around to his side of the vehicle to get him out. As I was reaching for his seat belt release button his tiny little hand flew to cover it as he wailed, “No! No! Mommy do it!” Therein lies the problem.


Ok, time to put on my big girl granny panties and get kiddo out of a vehicle that is quickly beginning to heat up. He’s a toddler, so forget bribing, begging, or crying, (me crying I mean). Instead, I begin to wrestle this Velcro-inspired octopus out of his seat with the deafening tones of, “Noooo I WANT MOMMY TO DO IT!” in my ear. Just then a little blue car starts to ease into the parking spot that little red car had vacated. I wriggled closer to my daughter-in-law’s vehicle, smiled at the driver and said, “sorry, toddler troubles”. She smiled back, got out of her car and shimmied away. Suddenly I missed the driver of the little red car and the way he could effortlessly remove big items from small spaces.


“Ok buddy, let’s go find mommy.” I say as I’m trying to release the harness and wrangle this tiny octopus out of his car seat. In the endearing ways of a toddler, he began pushing at my hands again saying, ‘NOOOO, MOMMY DO IT!’ Then there it was, like magic, ‘click’! Before I knew what happened he had slid out of the car seat harness and was ready to go. I took his little hand in mine saying “Let’s go find mommy buddy!” I’m sure in his mind he was thinking ‘finally, you get the picture, no one does anything better than my mommy’.


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