Last night, we had some friends over for dinner. Brad had to pick them up at the train station, so he removed one of the carseats from the car. Liesl watched him intently as he removed the carseat, and took it upstairs to the guest bedroom (so it wouldn’t be sitting in the middle of the entryway). About 15 minutes later, I was in the kitchen when I heard her screaming, “Stuck! Stuck! Mommmmeeeee! I want out!” I went upstairs to find:
Liesl had gone upstairs, and strapped herself into the carseat. Of course, she doesn’t know how to unbuckle herself, so she was stuck there for several minutes before I heard her.
And yes…she is still wearing those shoes!