Ever have *those* days? Yesterday morning, I drove to work in a thunderstorm. I gathered all my stuff up in the car, ready to make the dash to the door. I throw the door open, lock it, slam it shut and sprint across the street. Only to realize my keys are still in the ignition.

Stupid. Stupid. Stupid!

Tom came to work that afternoon (carrying Harper the whole way, since the sling, stroller, and snuggie were all IN the car) and he was able to use a grabby-device to get the door open and the keys out. My Hero!