HE said/ SHE said

Lori:

It was not a nice day!  I did NOT want to go swimming. It was only 19 degrees outside and that wind was friggin cold.

Greg:

We'd been cooped up all day and I thought a change of scene would be good for us and the kids. Mostly the kids. They were making me crazy cooped up inside the RV. It had finally stopped raining so we headed over to the pool.  Lor would get over it and end up thanking me for the great family time.

Lori:

He dragged me there.  I tried to be a good sport and help out by sitting on the side of the pool wearing my dress as a tent over my shoulders to keep my whole body warm. I was fully prepared to help supervise all three kids from there.

Greg:

It was a great time.  The water was warm.  The sky looked a little iffy, but no matter.  We were having a blast.  Parker was enjoying getting towed around and Gracie and Sawyer were working on the duck diving for rocks I had showed them.

Lori:

From my lifeguard like vantage point, I noticed the kids doing some weird diving thing. It DID NOT look safe.  I decided I better hop in to keep a closer eye.

Greg: 

Eventually I convinced Lori that it would be more fun in the pool than out and she abandoned her make-shift dress parka and got in the pool.  Then we were all enjoying the water for a while. 

Lori:

IT SUCKED!  I started to feel really cold, no matter how much I tried to swim around. I decided to try convincing a child to get out of the pool with me and run back to the trailer for more towels. I thought it was a pretty smart way to get out of the pool and still save face.

Greg:

After a while we were all about ready to get out so I sent Lori back to the RV to get some towels. 

Lori:

So off Gracie and I went to get some towels. Greg had finally "trusted" me with the keys again, so we were going to be super organized. Into the RV, get changed, get more towels, back to the pool.  The plan worked like a charm!

Greg: 

Somehow, Lori and Gracie forgot a towel for me. So After Parker and Sawyer were out of the pool and dry, I got to rub myself down with some wet rags.  It was starting to rain by this time so Lori, Sawyer and Grace headed back to the RV while I got Parker organized and we followed close behind. 

Lori:

Sawyer's lips were already starting to turn blue by the time we made it to the RV. Standing around in a wet swimsuit in the rain will do that. I reached for the door, it was locked. WTF!!! I started breathing like a mad woman and wrenching on the door. I had left the keys inside, but I knew I hadn't locked it.

Greg:

She locked the freakin' keys in the RV!

Lori:

OKAY, so it is a dumb system where the key will open the door but if the handle lock is locked, once the door is closed again it will lock automatically.  SHIT, I'd locked the keys in the RV.

Greg:

At this point I took charge.  It was raining, my family was locked outside and Lori was doing a weird breathing thing but I was very calm and rational.  I looked at my watch.  It was 4pm and I know that locksmiths charge extra after hours.   I proceeded to the campground office and asked the manager if he could help me gain entry to the motorhome.  He called a locksmith for me.

Lori:

I started taking some deep breaths to settle myself. We needed to think and come up with a plan.  Where the hell had Greg gone?

Since he usually panics in these situations, and I couldn't find him anyway, I decided to take control. The boys were cold. I stripped them out of their wet clothes and put my sweater on Sawyer and wrapped Parker in a blanket that I found in one of the outdoor compartments.  Then I huddled the children together under a third blanket.  Then, I proceeded to check all the windows to see if they were open.

Greg:

When I got back to the RV, I noticed that the boys were naked.  WHAT WAS SHE THINKING?  I climbed on top of the RV to see if any of the roof vents were open. One was, but there was no way to get the screen out.  I then told Lori we needed to check all the windows on the RV to see if we could get any of them open. We finally managed to get a tiny little side window open, but there was no way anyone would fit through that.   

Lori:

EUREKA!  One of the side windows was open. I jimmied the screen around a little and managed to remove it from the window frame.  It made the hole just big enough for one of the kids to fit through.

Greg:

She was reaching for straws. There was no way that a child would fit through that window.  I told her we should wait for the locksmith.

Lori:

With a little convincing, I managed to get Gracie on board. I proceeded to pick her up and try to shimmy her feet through the window. She started to freak out.

Greg:

Lori tried to jam my kid through a tiny window! I panicked.  It was really out of character for me.  I was really concerned Gracie was going to get her head stuck and then we would need a locksmith and an ambulance. 

Lori:

With Gracie and Greg freaking out, I put Gracie down.   Hmmmmm.....was Sawyer up for a challenge?  Yes, he was!

Greg:

While I was trying to calm Gracie down after her full blown panic attack I looked around only to see Lori trying to jam Sawyer into the same window, head first!  I stood there, mouth hanging open while she crammed his fragile little body through the window. 

Lori:

Head first!  That was the key!  Like childbirth, if the head the shoulders fit then the rest is good to go.  I have never been so proud of that little boy as what I was when he wiggled his little body through that window. 

Greg:

Sawyer quickly unlocked the door.  Crisis over, I calmly walked back over to the campground office to ask them to call off the locksmith so I might avoid the call-out charge. 

Lori:

Finally inside the RV, I quickly realized we needed to get the boys dressed before Parker peed everywhere. 

Greg:

When I got back to the RV Lori was stripping all of the bedding off of our bed.  I guess the combination of a naked 2 year old and suddenly getting warm and cozy was too much.  Parker had peed everywhere. 

Lori:

Too late!