Whatta day but I didn't go to jail... phew.

So we had Nolan's Ortho appt this afternoon for his ankle.  The great news is that there is NO fracture.  This means that 1.) The ER Dr was too busy talking to Nolan about Nolan Ryan baseball STATS or he's blind and 2.) NO CAST for the summer!  I am so happy for Nolan.  I was wondering how we were going to pull off the rest of our summer with a casted kid.  The Ortho said that Nolan should be "back to normal within 2-3 weeks.  He is to keep off of it for at least a week and he will walk when he is ready."  Cool deal.  The real drama started when we got to the car.  I parked in a spot far enough away that I was hoping no cars would park beside me (easier to get the kids in).  However I came out with my gigantic jogging stroller full of little people and a hobbling 8 year old to find my car completely squished in. First thought "FML", next thought I am in Redlands and it's hotter than H-E-double hockey sticks get the kids in the car without door dinging anyone.  I help Nolan in (hoping that my stroller doesn't roll into the street with my kids in it).  Run back to save them from getting hit by the Arrowhead water man.  Toss Lincoln over Dylan's carseat (since I can't open the door on his side), Strap Dylan in, run back to get the jogger (A million tiny Sea World figurines go flying while I try to fold up the stroller). I climb under the Tahoe to retrieve Shamu and his friends "dolshin" and "pen-gin" that Link has been carrying everywhere we go.  Have a heck of a time getting the jogging stroller situated in a way that I can close that back of the car.  The kids are hot... I am sweating.  Dylan is fussing.  Nolan is trying to turn the air on and situate his crutches so that they don't break anything.  I start the car.  My gas light comes on (CRAP... I need gas and I know our bank account is low).  Blast the AC.  Take off Make a left.  Stop at a stop light.  BREATHE... relax.  I notice a cop that is about to make a left onto the same path as me and that's when I hear "HI GUYS!"  I flip around to see Lincoln unbuckled right in my face with his chin resting on crossed arms upon the center console with a big huge smile!  Nolan and I flip around and shove him onto the ground so that the cop doesn't see.  I immediately turn into the Shell station.  The cop follows me.  I park crooked in the first spot I am able.  The cop parks next to me.  I run around to grab Lincoln saying "YOU CAN NOT TAKE OFF YOUR SEATBELT!"  The cop smiles and walks into Shell.  My heart is pounding because I was pretty sure he was going to say "Excuse me, Who do you think you are you Britney Spears?!  You are going to jail, your kids are going into foster care and you will never see them again".  So Lincoln... I am publicly apologizing to you.  I know that this time... I forgot to buckle you in.  I feel like a moron and I am sorry that I made it your fault in front of that very nice cop that spared me my life.  Once I got Link safely buckled in.. I pull in to fill my tank.  My heart is still pounding that I just did such a moron thing (I am a freak about carseats and check them over and over to make sure they are installed properly and here is Lincoln having free reign of the car).  Being that I was totally flustered, I accidentally put over $30 in my car which hopefully doesn't make us overdraw.  Seriously... when these kids grow up... I am going to be so bored.