Holy fuck, people, my car has no rear end anymore.
I am not even exaggerating.
BUT. The car seat didn't even shift. So while the kiddo was not in the car, I don't have to throw up every time I think about "what if?"
We got my parking tag, found his noisemaker toy, got the iPod, and found my glasses (along with other sundry items). Nothing
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