Me: “Honey, how are you touching me?” I honestly thought it might be one of her dolls she was poking me with but then my husband proceeded to freak out.
Freaked Out Hubby: “OMG!!! Pull over!!! What are you doing out of your seat? Get in your seat!”
Me: “I can’t pull over it! I’m in construction.”
Hubby unbuckles, turns to reach back and put her in her seat. While he is trying to put her in the seat his leg slips and causes the car to slip into neutral. I shout and quickly get us back in gear. He gets her back in her seat and gets back in his seat buckled up. We couldn’t figure out how she got out. We knew I had put her in properly. He said the seat was still buckled when he went to put her back and had to unbuckle everything. We soon pulled over for gas and I went all Cagney and Lacey on her.
This is how she did it. First she pushed her chest buckle down.
This gave her enough room to reach down to the mechanism that loosens the straps, pull it and loosen the straps with her body weight.
Next she reached her arms up and pulled herself right on out of the carseat and climbed down.
She tried to do it three more times before we finally made it home. I’m never going to survive my Houdini Threenager.
Still Freaked Out Hubby said, “And yet she can’t dress herself. If it was a shirt, she would still be sitting there with one arm in and crying.”