Thank you so much for breaking the window out of my car. I really have no idea how I could have locked both of my keys in my car at the grocery store. I've thought about it over and over again, and I just have no answer. How I was able to put both babies, all the groceries, the diaper bag, and the stroller in the car and then have it lock is beyond my understanding. But I am so appreciative of your understanding and the way you didn't judge me in my horrible situation. I really do think I am a good mom. I'm glad that through the chaos and tears you were able to tell me you thought I was a good mom too. It helped. It also helped that you said your wife locked your own child in the car. You may have been lying just to make me feel better, but that doesn't matter because it worked. I did feel a bit better.
Now whenever I hear of people complaining about the way you and your police friends camp out on Woodrow street, hidden in the trees to ticket speeders, I will rise to your defense. I was very grateful for you help today.
(a.k.a. the crazy mom of twins who locked them in the car in front of the Kroger and cried and cried.)