I had a particularly rough Friday yesterday.
DH left DD2 in the car!
We were all going to Music Class and we get breakfast at a nearby coffee shop before. We were running a little late, so he dropped me off to go in and order while he parked. He walks in with just DD1. I thought maybe I didn't see him set down the car seat and ask where DD2 is. He does a Homer Simpson "Doh!"/OMG and runs to the car to get her.
He had parked right out front, so literally 30 ft from where I was standing and I could see the car from the counter. And it took him maybe 45 seconds to walk in, have me notice, and run back to the car, but still. WTF, DH? Should I be afraid to let him take them out without me? If any of you read that horrific article about kids being left in cars and dying, the stories are all more elaborate about distractions and changes to routines and such. This was our normal Friday morning routine and he forgot about her. Heartbreaking.
The night before, DH left our car unlocked and our diaper bag was stolen.
He thinks I'm crazy because I'm obsessed with locking doors - house and car - and I'm always getting onto him about it. The man has locked the keys IN the car 2-3 times just this year. And at least 3 times, he has left his keys dangling in our trunk - twice people on the road flagged us down to tell us, once a Good Samaritan at the zoo put them in our car for us. DRIVES ME CRAZY!
I'm finding it very hard to trust him right now.
I can't decide whether I'm more angry or sad by all of it.
Rant over.
Re: DH, get it together
But, yeah, he's taken it to a whole new level with leaving DD2 in the car.
Francesca Pearl is here! Josephine Hope is almost 3!
Great comment. OP, per your descriptions of your husband's "charm"... I'd be concerned there may be something else going on. A hyperactivity disorder is certainly possible, but poor concentration and lack of focus can be signs of depression or anxiety disorders as well. I wouldn't be as much pissed that he left her in the car as i would be freaked out that he forgot about your child. Good luck, hopefully it doesn't happen again.