About 4 weeks ago I had a very bad nightmare that involved my suburban full of boyz crashing into a raging river. That morning when we were all awake, I told the boyz what they should do if by chance our car ever crashed into a body of water. (I would open all the windows and sunroof and they were to unbuckle themselves and swim to safety, and let me save the babies, and that if I'm unconscious, Neal can help get the babies out but Jacob and Zach should still only worry about themselves, and to get help!) I know there's like a 0% chance of it happening, but if I didn't tell them, then Murphy's Law says those chances would increase had I not told them what to do.
Now, today, Jacob got stuck on an elevator. We were getting off and he was playing around and the doors closed on him. There we all were on the 1st floor and there he was in the elevator, going up. I yelled for him to "press 1" but he didn't in time and up it went. So, we stayed there and eventually (it seemed like forever but was probably less than 2 minutes) the doors opened and there he was on the elevator with 2 women. So once we got to the car, we discussed the options. (Jump out, the doors won't close on you. If it's too late, press the button of the floor you were getting off of. If the doors don't open right back up, ride the elevator to where it's going then press the number to get back to the floor you should be on. If you can't remember what floor, press them all, we will be waiting right where you left us and you will see us when the doors open. Don't panic, don't talk to strangers, and if someone grabs you SCREAM!!!)
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