Daniel got his arm stuck in the shopping cart today at Target, while he was reaching for a bag of bagels behind him. It took me several minutes to get his arm unstuck from the metal grille that he'd wedged it into. He was shrieking the whole time, terrified, and he wouldn't relax his arm, so it took even longer. At one point, I didn't know if I could get him unstuck, and I had visions of the fire department coming and having to cut open the shopping cart w/a blowtorch.
In retrospect, I should've proceeded to the Vaseline aisle and lubed up his arm. But it's hard to think clearly in those situations.
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