I used to never, ever, let the girls wait in the car while I ran in some place, say to pay for gas or whatever. Then I realized that in a little over three years Em will be able to get a driver's license, so maybe I was being a tad too protective.
But there are boundaries. I'm running in to a convenience store, yes. Going in to Wal-Mart, no. Too far, too much time.
So anyway, I run in to a convenience store and it's just me and Mo. Normally, I make her come in because she's...well, she's Mo. But here, I'm going to be maybe twenty feet from the car, max, and with a clear line of sight. If she bolted, I'd be able to close on her quick.
She didn't bolt. She did, however, root around up front and find my camera.
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