Wrong Side
Mar
22
2018
We were heading somewhere, all of us in the family minivan. As is my usual custom, I call out “Shoes! Coats! Buckle up!” throughout the house to let the kids know it is time to leave. Sometimes in the warmer weather I will still include “Coats!” just for fun.
Another tidbit you should know if that we park the van nose-in, for our 1-car garage. And everyone has his assigned (by habit) seat. The only one with a truly designated seat is Delta – he has to sit where the car seat is. But his car seat is always behind the driver’s seat and Gamma is next to him behind the front passenger seat.
Last week, we were headed to something. I rounded everyone up, they all went into the garage and I started putting on my shoes. I had barely finished tying the first shoe when Delta came stomping back through the garage door, crying and yelling. He was so mad that Gamma had moved his car seat so now Gamma was in the wrong spot. I, of course, had to go out to the van to find out why Gamma moved Delta’s car seat.
It was not an emergency though, so I started tying my other shoe. And before I finished with that, I heard Beta call out from the back of the van, “Delta, your seat didn’t move – the van is backwards.”
For some reason, probably someone blocking part of the driveway, I had to back the minivan into the garage previously. So it was nose-out. And therefore everyone’s normal seats were on the opposite side of the garage. Delta had such a force of habit that he did not notice the van was backwards, all the seats were facing backwards. He just knew Gamma was where he wanted to be.
Once I realized what happened, it was quite funny. And Delta calmed down pretty quickly once he caught on.
Even if I have truly erred, My error lodges with me.
Job 19:4
This little article thingy was written by Some Guy sometime around 12:44 pm and has been carefully placed in the Family category.
March 23rd, 2018 at 11:24 am
I love these little stories. Hope everything is well with you guys.