Time Passes.

2 hours later she is fast asleep and here I am. Yay! After breaky Em and I went for a walk. We walked our Horse Lake Road to where my Mom works to drop something off. It was mostly an uphill walk, but every step counts right? When we got there my Mom was just heading out for lunch. Yay! I love to get treated to lunch. When I don’t make it I’m happy. So then I proceeded to do the most illegal thing with Emily we’ve done since Jaywalking almost every day. Emily got her first ride in the Safari. Beautiful car that is is. Its old so it doesn’t have seat belts in it. Technically its legal to drive without them because it didn’t come with them. I still think we would have gotten busted though cause I’m pretty sure they have bigger issues with babies riding without seat belts. For the record we were going to drive a distance of 3 blocks. I figure the speed limit is slow so I decided not to waste my moms whole lunch hour walking back. Wow I’m starting to sound worse and worse as a parent. Ok heres where the story gets interesting. What are the chances of meeting a cop in1 minutes drive time? Apparently better than I thought. There he is just sitting there waiting for us. It doesn’t help that we are driving the awesomest car driving by. Lucky for me I had chucked a book on the floor and Emily really wanted it. I let her crouch on the floor and read her book as we drove by. Great now I’m smuggling too. 10 seconds later we pull into the mall and head in for a bite to eat. Thus ending Emily’s first and probably last ride in the Safari (a car 50 years older than her). At least until we figure the whole seatbelt thing out.

I asked my Mom and she says I had a car seat in the safari when I was little(glorified ice cream bucket). I guess it was hooked up to a racing harness that was bolted into the frame. Yeah baby racing girl! Woohoo! There. Now Im done telling my “Im a regular bad parent story”. The funny thing is that my parents generation would have thought me silly to say things like that about driving in cars with kids. That used to be the norm. I’m lucky I was born late enough that they even had car seats(glorified ice cream buckets). Either way its cool that Emily got to ride in the Safari. My parents got married in it and so did Morgan and I. Who knows? 3 for 3? Maybe Em will too. That’d be sweet.

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